Top 100 Poems About: GREEN

In this page, poems on / about “green” are listed.
  • 1.
    The Force That Through The Green Fuse Drives The Flower

    The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
    Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees
    Is my destroyer.
    And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose read more »

    Dylan Thomas
  • 2.
    The Green Eye Of The Little Yellow God

    There's a one-eyed yellow idol to the north of Khatmandu,
    There's a little marble cross below the town;
    There's a broken-hearted woman tends the grave of Mad Carew,
    And the Yellow God forever gazes down. read more »

    John Milton Hayes
  • 3.
    The Echoing Green

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

    William Blake
  • 4.
    Being Young And Green

    Being Young and Green, I said in love's despite:
    Never in the world will I to living wight
    Give over, air my mind
    To anyone, read more »

    Edna St. Vincent Millay
  • 5.
    Green Mountain

    You ask me why I dwell in the green mountain;
    I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care. read more »

    Li Po
  • 6.
    Green Chile

    I prefer red chile over my eggs
    and potatoes for breakfast.
    Red chile ristras decorate my door,
    dry on my roof, and hang from eaves. read more »

    Jimmy Santiago Baca
  • 7.
    There Is A Green Hill

    THERE is a green hill far away,
    Without a city wall,
    Where the dear Lord was crucified,
    Who died to save us all. read more »

    Cecil Frances Alexander
  • 8.
    The Green River

    I know a green grass path that leaves the field,
    And like a running river, winds along
    Into a leafy wood where is no throng
    Of birds at noon-day, and no soft throats yield read more »

    Lord Alfred Douglas
  • 9.
    Green: The Color... [green Things]

    My favorite colors are green and brown.
    Green-leafed trees polka-dot our town.
    Green’s the color of farm pond scum,
    and green’s the color of green tea gum. read more »

    Bri Edwards
  • 10.
    Miss Lloyd Has Now Went To Miss Green

    Miss Lloyd has now sent to Miss Green,
    As, on opening the box, may be seen,
    Some years of a Black Ploughman's Gauze,
    To be made up directly, because read more »

    Jane Austen
  • 11.
    My Sage Green Robe

    I sit on my bed, and look across at my sage green towelling robe,
    hanging on the back of the bedroom door.

    Does he still 'fancy' me, read more »

    Ernestine Northover
  • 12.
    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