Rolling on Hillsides

Rolling on Hillsides

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz
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down we go!

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Rolling on Hillsides

I have rolled on the hillside
Felt the splendor in the grass
Ate dirt as bullets flied near my head
Saw the morning sanctify my smile
Heard your footsteps as they passed by
A day to remember where I held you forever
As the morning drifts into a soft rain of summer's dew
As each of us gave light to eyes renewed.

© 2015 Alfred Kukitz


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Some great images here, Al, bringing back some wonderful memories (except for the bullets which I managed to dodge, most of the time)

Posted 5 Years Ago


Oh Sami! It's always a sweet treat when I see your eyes on my poems. Many a Happy Days my good friend!

Regards,
Al

Posted 5 Years Ago


"A day to remember where I held you forever
As the morning drifts into a soft rain of summer's dew "

Posted 5 Years Ago


Those bullet eyes will injure or kill you with her beauty. A very romantic poem with lovely images from the master...:)........

Posted 5 Years Ago


Thanks Shinsei! Once in a while I float in my mind and discovers beauties.

regards,
al

Posted 5 Years Ago


A real beauty of a write. As we give out attention to beauty, it grows. The bullets become mosquitoes and a rain drop a symphony.

Posted 5 Years Ago


With my chances growing slimmer for a relationship (I practice finding a women by not looking) the alternative is romance by writing. Thanks Jacob!

Regards,
Al

Posted 5 Years Ago


splendor in the grass can have many meanings...i see love amidst the conflicts of war, here...and that love giving hope of not only survival, but of a world renewed by the light of it.

Posted 5 Years Ago



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Added on August 1, 2015
Last Updated on August 1, 2015
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Alfred Kukitz
Alfred Kukitz

Deering, NH



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