Top 100 Poems About: GREEN

In this page, poems on / about “green” are listed.
  • 1.
    Fern Hill

    Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
    About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,
    The night above the dingle starry,
    Time let me hail and climb read more »

    Dylan Thomas
  • 2.
    The Echoing Green

    The sun does arise,
    And make happy the skies;
    The merry bells ring
    To welcome the spring; read more »

    William Blake
  • 3.
    A Green Cornfield

    The earth was green, the sky was blue:
    I saw and heard one sunny morn
    A skylark hang betweent he two,
    A singing speck above the corn; read more »

    Christina Georgina Rossetti
  • 4.
    Summer In The South

    The Oriole sings in the greening grove
    As if he were half-way waiting,
    The rosebuds peep from their hoods of green,
    Timid, and hesitating. read more »

    Paul Laurence Dunbar
  • 5.
    Green Grow The Rashes

    Green grow the rashes, O!
    Green grow the rashes, O!
    The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,
    Are spent amang the lasses, O! read more »

    Robert Burns
  • 6.
    The Green Month

    WHAT of all the colours shall I bring you for your fairing,
    Fit to lay your fingers on, fine enough for you ?– read more »

    Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
  • 7.
    The Ivy Green

    Oh, a dainty plant is the Ivy green,
    That creepeth o'er ruins old!
    Of right choice food are his meals, I ween,
    In his cell so lone and cold. read more »

    Charles Dickens
  • 8.
    Green Things Growing

    O the green things growing, the green things growing,
    The faint sweet smell of the green things growing! read more »

    Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
  • 9.
    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
  • 10.
    As Ireland Wore The Green

    BY RIGHT of birth in southern land I send my warning forth.
    I see my country ruined by the wrongs that damned the North.
    And shall I stand with fireless eyes and still and silent mouth read more »

    Henry Lawson
  • 11.
    Green Fields And Running Brooks

    Ho! green fields and running brooks!
    Knotted strings and fishing-hooks
    Of the truant, stealing down
    Weedy backways of the town. read more »

    James Whitcomb Riley
  • 12.
    The Color Green

    Two floors up, at the corner of Hearst and Shattuck,
    he's clamped for good
    in an iron lung. When it's time to eat read more »

    Chana Bloch
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