I lay staring at the sky engaging with fantastic shapes,
Dragons, monsters, children crawl across surreal 'scapes.
It's peaceful here; I've peace at last,
I think I'll lie amongst the grass
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Interesting Scarlett, Seems to be saying getting high from a trip, dying and war perhaps all combine into one. The struggle to stay alive but peace and acceptance of death will float you up and away. A poem that makes you think for sure.
I like this very much! this is good! i like your writings and the style as well
This is a great poem Scarlett. I'm going to check out some more of your work soon. Sorry I didn't get to read this earlier. Lee