Hey Mint!! I was searching for some poems to read tonight and I thought, no better place to search than Mint's profile! So here we are 
I decided to leave a little review for you too:
To Begin: I love how the first and last stanza are parallel in some ways. We begin by talking about how...
I’ve heard that
The grass is greener on the other side but
I think this is the other side so
Now that I’m here what do I do?
The grass is always greener on the other side. A quote that is pretty popular to say, meaning that things will always be better somewhere else and that we, as humans, will never be fully satisfied with what we have in our lives. Sometimes we go through something really hard and we think "I just need to get through this and things will be better". Well... then we get through them... and things still suck. I like the simplicity of this verse and how you end with that questions. It echoes something that we hear a a lot in life, but goes deeper to say the words that we are too afraid to actually say.
And like I was saying, I love how you return to these beginning thoughts in the last stanza:
It’s true that
The grass is greener here
On the other side, but
Maybe some yellow-brown
Wouldn’t be bad either
Maybe its not greener, but hopefully it is at least yellow-brown. Nice job playing with these colors, being able to express such vast possibilities for what they could represent to an individual, without being overly detailed. I noticed throughout the poem that you do an incredible job with the flow and making pleasant sentences. Just saying them out loud makes it so much better.
I don’t know how long I’ve been here
Or how long I’m gonna stay
I mean, it’s not a bad place to be
It’s just that the days are all the same
I think this was my favourite part. It feels like that a lot in life. We get through hard things and then we are just... chilling. It is not unbearable, it is tolerable, but it's not exciting enough to be somewhere you want to stay forever. We are not overly motivated to go or stay. Almost like the tide you describe and the sand and the air- It all moves with its own accord, free, but constrained by the forces of... life, I guess. I found this poem to be very lovely to read. Very easy, but it makes me think so much. Fantastic work, my friend! It is late, but I am looking forward to reading the rest of your older poetry tomorrow
Have an amazing night and keep being groovy!!
Your friend,
Ellie- Deep Sink Enthusiast
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