young mountain-
in the grass at your
base-a pasture,
a mattress where
sleeping things
sleep. ants
ant about,
not thinking,
i walk, uneasy,
trying my best not to
squash them with my
feet, jealous of
all things not me.
Last edited by rushmore at Apr 13, 2012,
I like that. I can picture everything, every little word adds to the image. It's almost like you start out small and show more and more of the big picture as the poem continues. Well done!
Me too, man.

"Success is as dangerous as failure. Hope is as hollow as fear." - from Tao Te Ching

first off, i am glad i can come back to the forum after a year and you're still posting. good.

i like this and i think that you capture the moment easily and concisely.