Poems About: GREEN
Poems on / about :
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301.Woman is not blunt.
I sent her a note
to come the next day
in green saree,
to test her love. read more »Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
Nearly ripe, these green apples
from our bursting tree,
the warm evening sun read more »Steven Federle
303.I wish i drown into green sea! !
I wish I drown into green sea
Where I play with waves
Back n forth wid fishes
Sliding n swimming read more »Somia Race
304.(((On Her Way To Afternoon)))
The morn' arrived barefoot
With words of the Dawn upon her breath
Sunrise clinged tight with its fingers
And the green grass prepared for the dews death; read more »Theodora (Theo) Onken
305.Your green eyes
Two years ago, I saw a beautiful lady,
My heart is ill, she is it's remedy,
I will tell her, she must be ready,
I am fallen in love by your green eyes. read more »Mr Tebriz Musayev
I imagine white picket fences,
flower gardens full of wild faces
walking barefoot on the green green grass,
to touch your lips with mine read more »BladesongRaven Gehrig
Your Green eyes have me mesmerized
big juicy lips I can't despise
my heart pumps every time you say a word
their is no one else I could adore read more »Ivana Suazo
308.My Collard Green Romance
At one time...
One would have to beg grocers
To get collard greens in their stores.
Now the major food chains, read more »Lawrence S. Pertillar
309.When The Green Gits Back In The Trees
In spring, when the green gits back in the trees,
And the sun comes out and stays,
And yer boots pulls on with a good tight squeeze, read more »James Whitcomb Riley
310.Eat Your Greens Blues
1. My mama done tol’ me, when I was just five,
“You don’t eat healthy, you don’t survive”,
She’d twist my ear sayin’, “One thing’s for cert,
Don’t eat your artichoke you, get no dessert”. read more »Billy Henderson
Green. Green the leaves,
and waves gray on the forehead of the beach.
As easy as breeze tensing lengths of hair read more »Val Morehouse
312.Green Spanish Eyes
Ah Consuela! Invoking vast vistas for visions of green Spanish eyes,
I discern them again where she left me back then, as we kissed when she parted, my friend.
So I'm daring to tread towards the klieg lights ahead, where I'll wait till I see her ascend. read more »Terry O'Leary