Poems About: GREEN

In this page, poems on / about “green” are listed.

  • 229.
    Autumn

    What is sometimes called a
    tongue of flame
    or an arm extended burning
    is only the long read more »

    Grace Paley
  • 230.
    Green Groweth the Holly


    1 Green groweth the holly,
    2 So doth the ivy.
    3 Though winter blasts blow never so high, read more »

    Henry VIII, King of England
  • 231.
    A Loving Mother

    I love you my mum
    rest there for rest
    your body I giving for earth to keep
    rivers and green, read more »

    Thampi KEE
  • 232.
    One for Sorrow; Two for Joy

    Good morning Mr Magpie
    alone again, like me
    I greet you then I bless myself
    and hope that I shall see read more »

    Hugh Mitchell
  • 233.
    Mantis Oh! Green Mantis....

    Mantis Oh! green mantis
    Have you ever seen an ant?
    Yes, I have seen armies, on march in the fields
    Carrying food to stores read more »

    Dr PJ Raj Kamal
  • 234.
    Trees and Plants

    Plants and trees
    So green so green
    The kitchen is the leaf
    And the root is the chief read more »

    DEEPIKA GANESH
  • 235.
    Just Beyond The Rainbow’s End

    There is a green and pleasant land,
    where I wish to spend my retiring years.
    A land that has tall mountains
    that reach up to the sky, read more »

    David Harris
  • 236.
    Green(nature made me)

    Untame, Wild, Free
    Nurtureing, Loving, Dreaming
    Affectionate, Intelligent, Discerning
    Seeing, Hoping, Living read more »

    Guarded Heart
  • 237.
    A Dream Of Heaven

    They tell of harps and golden crowns, and singing,
    But oh, I think, when ends the strife and pain, read more »

    Alice Guerin Crist
  • 238.
    The Golden Land

    O SWEET September in the valley
    Carved through the green hills, sheer and straight,
    Where the tall trees crowd round and sally read more »

    Francis Turner Palgrave
  • 239.
    make grass green on your side

    Grass is always green on the other side
    But one has to know the other side, to see, weather how green the grass really is?

    If you’re trapped then you can feel life in a shell read more »

    shruti modi
  • 240.
    Matchmaker

    Behind my house there is a quaint little pond
    And every time it rains a little green frog responds
    I know that he is lonely and cries into the night
    He is longing to find a mate to be complete and all right read more »

    Kristina Louisa Carr
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