Poems About: GREEN
Poems on / about :
- carpe diem
61.White on Green
White on green
Or is it green on white? read more »Anita Wisniewska
62.How Green Really is My Valley
She is standing behind the broken bamboo gate,
Incongruously framed, a row tall green flowers,
Perceived with bleak eyes through twisted wire fence.
How green really is my valley. read more »Sakkthi Subramaniyam
Green sounds like wind wiping thought an open meadow.
Green smells like a wintergreen forest.
Green tastes like a fresh apple.
Green fells like the first day of spring. read more »Alexander Blackmer
64.Summer’s Dance (Pantoum)
Summer rainbow's ribbon still stretches in the blue rain
As green snakes dance to the tune of charmers jazz flutes
Blue butterflies chase velvety bumble bees singing duets in vain
Summer laughs around red velvety roses and green fruits read more »Marieta Maglas
65.The Hospital Ship
There is a green-lit hospital ship,
Green, with a crimson cross,
Lazily swaying there in the bay,
Lazily bearing my friend away, read more »W H Littlejohn
66.Ode to Karen and the Summer
June wore her green dress, long her favorite color
the color of her ancient Roman clan
June wore her green dress...as my finger traced a soft essay read more »Jimi Doyle
Her color is green.
She is a queen,
& her throne is green.
Her monsoon brings, read more »mehedi faysal
68.The Green Thicket
All in a green thicket I heard a bird sing,
And blithe though his song was it made the tears spring,
To hear a bird sing as he swung on his spray, read more »Cicely Fox Smith
69.Oh! Green, Stay Green!
In the brilliant spectrum of rainbow hues,
Oh, Green! Thou art a ravishing shade.
You glow and fade in distant skies, read more »Valsa George
70.The Apple Tree Greed
he has an apple a green apple
he is the only person in this room
with a green apple
suppose suppose NOW read more »Parme Hice
71.In Lavender And Green
Will you come to me in lavender and green?
With bells about your feet,
And music in your step,
When you come to me in lavender and green. read more »Greg Davidson
72.The Green Woods Of Truagh
In the green woods of Truagh we met without fear,
Your kiss on my lips, and your voice in my ear, read more »Anna Johnston MacManus