Best Bluish Green Poems
Does he know he lives forever in my dreams?
In every vision I create…I see his eyes of bluish green
Does he know he walks along my shore of Evermore?
On a path that leads him to my castle door
Where he stands…and drops his heart into my open hands,
Oh God…how I love this…extraordinary man
For my husband: Robert Noel Dawson
1. Remember that first day we met?
I hadn’t hardly wakened yet
When I walked in the church’s wooden door.
Then I saw you beside a pew;
I hardly knew what I should do
So I stood firmly rooted to the floor,
(Chorus)
Because I saw the crosses in your eyes,
Reflecting in their depths that seemed to look through me.
And ever since that moment of surprise
You’ve meant everything to me.
2. A year flew by on fleeting wings,
In that same church exchanged our rings;
Tho’ I can’t recall a single word I said,
Or what I wore, or what I did.
All I recall is two eyelids,
And two eyes that I was looking at instead,
(Chorus)
Because I saw the crosses in your eyes,
Reflecting in that bluish-green I love so much;
And while I stared, and thought, and fantasized,
I realized our lips had touched.
3. When two more years had flown on by,
Remember when you knelt to cry
In the graveyard just down the grassy hill?
I led a brief and panicked search
Until I found you by the church;
There I stopped, and the whole world became still,
(Chorus)
Because I saw the crosses in your eyes;
The smallest one a chiseled cross so cold and grey.
I’d carved it for our daughter in the skies,
Who we’d only had a day.
4. The time has really ticked away,
That all seems just like yesterday;
Now I lie on a bed and will not rise.
But, Dearest, I’ll be doing fine
So long as I a window find
That will look to the churchyard from the skies,
(Chorus)
Because I’ll see the crosses in your eyes,
Reflected in the tears you’ll shed beside my grave.
And Sweetheart, just like I’ve done all our lives,
I will whisper, “Please be brave.”
5. And when you meet me there someday,
If there’s a cross where angels pray,
I will reach for your hand and take you there;
And as we kneel and fold our hands
I hope our Father understands
Why our eyes are wide open for the prayer—
(Chorus)
Because I’ll see the crosses in your eyes,
Reflecting from the pretty girl I love so much.
And all I hope is that I will realize
When our silent lips have touched…
Because I’ll see the crosses in your eyes,
Reflected from the pretty girl I love so much.
I met the most amazing woman today
So pretty, such a looker all the way
Everything about her had me reacting
In the most sensual ways
So interesting to talk with
I hope she wants to stay
Her personality just carries my spirit out to play
The longer she stays the more I sway
Wanting her in my life more than in just a sexual way
She peeks my interest with all that she has to convey
Such a sexy lady all dressed in casual denim blue
With the ability to shake my world up
Making it feel shiny and new
So cute with her blond hair and bluish green eyes
With a body that makes my adrenalin fly
Her dad tells me that she is not about the lies
Street smart but still vulnerable enough to cry
Not the kind of woman who talks out of order or asks why
To find a lady who doesn't feel like she has to try
Or one that fits in that isn't terribly shy
Who understands what life requires to get by
As hard as I don't try
I find myself staring deep into her eyes
Wow this woman makes my heart just want to fly
I feel her inner weakness starting to comply
Our worlds inner locked like rockets launched on high
From the moment we said hi
I felt something special about her I could not just let lye
Trying not to overplay my day
Enjoying her natural foreplay dancing in such a display
Drifting away wanting to replay the whole day
She captured my heart from the very start
So beautiful funny and smart
If she was my sweetheart
No one would ever be able to pry our worlds apart
Like a shooting dart with a love potion
She calms my ocean
Putting my lonely soul into full motion
Throwing my towel in so we can begin
To know how it feels when we win
Letting her know just how I feel
Everything about her was the right feel
Not trying to reinvent the wheel
Doing it openly of her own free will
Love her smoking hot body
That just makes me want to squeal
I believe a ride with her to the top of the hill
Would make any man's spirit want to seal a love deal
I can feel her love in my heart
That came to life right from the very start
I can see us never being far apart
Now that I have found the woman who lives in my heart
Take me where our love once was
In our garden, on leisurely walks
Flying mountains where birds flock
Holding hands in a heavenly talk.
Spinning rhythm around the clock
Rowing our love boat by the dock
Spellbound by your godly charms
Hold me forever in adoring arms.
Travel with me to world unseen
Where glaciers rise bluish green
To Top of Europe in Interlaken
A scenic climb closer to heaven.
Drive me around the Ring of Kerry
Ireland's famous circle of scenery
Let's renew vows in joy and glory
To celebrate wedding anniversary.
Embrace me under arc of rainbow
Hold me softly as moonlight glows
Kiss me like you have never before
Let hearts sing a melodious encore.
Stage a show love would espouse
Take me to Sydney Opera House
Write the lyrics to our life song
Bind our souls in joyous sing along.
Grab me closely in a willful pause
Hear the call of romantic applause
Let desire lure our love so strong
Allow me to gently fall in your arms.
September 15, 2017
Placed 2nd: Strand Pick J Contest by Brian Strand
Placed 3rd: Hold Me In Your Arms
Sponsor: Julie Rodeheaver
I’m ruby red for passion
Blue sapphire like the sky
Turquoise like the ocean
These gems I have inside
Bluish green in daytime
Purplish red at night
Alexandrite symphony
Reveals my inner light
An amethyst so peaceful
It brings me inner calm
Aquamarine tranquility
My soul sings along
Bloodstone for courage
Citrine golden hues
Diamond strength for purity
So many gems to choose
I was born from stardust
Gems of rainbow hues
I suspect that probably
you my friend, were too.
For Mystic Rose’s, “Spiritual Gem inside me Poetry Contest
July 3rd 2025
This Regency Dandy flying across the river,
Jumping Jack Flash of kingfisher blue that
I was lucky t see, this dainty dandy of English rivers and streams.
A compact colourful apparition my sore eyes waited some
Sixty years to see, others boast much earlier visitations of these
Bluish-green, orange and red feathers attached to a Cyrano De Bergerac
rapier beak,
Outshining the honking harrying flotillas of Canada geese not capable of
Competing with this fisher of minnows, as we strolled across the Georgian
Bridge at Blatherwycke straddling the nonchalant flowing Nene of this
shire of shires,
Now of only one squire, but still many fine spires in this shire of Northampton.
Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi
Billowing clouds...of...rainfall....puffing down...as a Winter blanket!
Winds...traded down...as...nomads...circling 'round...Island swells!
An ancient...lantern...an orb...of dispersed...graying...eyes!
Starry nights...in the midst of...receding...mid-night veils!
A sailor's dream...a beacon...of faceted-jewels...descending down...as an
Avalanche...of a blanketed...waterfall!
The gentle swaying...of a love song...as a symphony...between the trees...
And the wind!
The chant of aloha...an ancient land...of love...and legend!
Flowers...as a...misting rain...of glorious...and...varied...puffing clouds!
Rain-forests...cloaked admist...the trickling sounds...of pebbled-ebbing...
water-flows!
A cacophany...of feathered...flight...swaying as the silken hands...
Of the tender...billowing clouds!
Endless beauty...magnificient...to behold...a trail of legend...and lore!
White sand beaches...pitched sands...softened...by Pacific Island...swells!
A voyager's...storied discovery...of an ancient...royal land...of peace...and love!
From chalked...and hued...canyons...to bluish...green...waterfalls!
Emerald crystals...glisten-ing...under...foaming...tides!
The land of aloha...a dream...a lover...and a...friend!
Never...to leave...a heart of diamonds...and a...soul...to live forever!
My Hawaii...my...lover...of old...and...my children's...children...forever!
Poet's Own Notes:
Royal Ohana of Kealoha, a 'crested' motto, "Spirit and soul...mind and body...
forever vested in the character and nature of the Hawaiian Islands and people!"
THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD...THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...WHO ALONE CAN
SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'...
the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE
LORD JESUS CHRIST HIMSELF IS FULLY GOD AND MAN...AND HE ALONE...
IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD THE FATHER...and to an Actual Heaven!
WEATHER SAILS
What if the clouds themselves were like sails of a giant
Heavenly ship, its masts the very shafts of ethereal light
Cascading from Nirvana itself, white powders weather wings,
Guiding this planetary blue worlds atmosphere, in the ocean
Of a vast universal black sea, amongst the elliptical timeless tides,
Of the divine!
Swaying to the shift, shifting to the sway, angelic thin veils melting,
Vaporizing into nothingness, moistures wind catchers these waves
Of the untamable storm, called the outer stratosphere,
God’s bluish green vessel, a bio-sphere of natural miracles!
Lightning’s lordly finger prints as a masterpieces maker,
Attempts to touch his living masterwork of brilliance,
And echoing with thunder’s joyous sounding, as his pleasures
Reply!
Aft to the sterns guiding wheel, this captain of the mortal soul
Guides all hands aboard through our lives perfect storm,
No matter the hellish tides challenges, the torrents currents
Of reality to be overcame, within the faithful hearts of
Spiritual flame, no lantern light could be more prevalent
Then our fathers on high!
Oh let the lost find their way homewards, by the lighthouse
Of the everlasting, allow the bright beams of glory’s shine,
To protect these sailors of the sinful, and finally be embraced
By his unfathomable love for his fallen children!
Dropped is the anchor of faith, amongst the stars blazing
In the translucent skies, as his moon shield sparkles in
Illuminance elegance, dancing across the aquatic lunar stream
Beneath!
What if the clouds themselves were like sails of a giant
Heavenly ship, its masts the very shafts of ethereal light
Cascading from Nirvana itself, white powders weather wings,
Guiding this planetary blue worlds atmosphere, in the ocean
Of a vast universal black sea, amongst the elliptical timeless tides,
Of the divine!
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
DEDICATED TO: POET DESTROYER, VERA DUGGAN, MYSTIC ROSE
For these women of inspiration that I owe so much too,
To my sisters of the heart, whom have kept me grounded at times,
Yet have allowed me to spread my wings of inspiration to soar!
GREEN SEA : SEA-GREEN
Luster of Bluish-green sea waves is termed sea- green
Raman Effect explains perfect special color as ever seen
Turbulent waves are rolling, roaring with loud sound
As if thunder bolts are striking down the grey cloud
Mangroves with brown stems in tropical sea as coastal fence
cluster around in deep dense bushes yielding wild essence
Algae, red seaweed are farmed abundant in sea water
Cook and eat the nutritious food in lunch and dinner
Touch hard crust of white Ice berg floating on ocean
Ocean is nothing else but the wide sea-extension
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Wonderful bluish-green luster to glorify on sea glows to glorify,
but loses intensity in horizon where sea meets the sky
Sudden sea-storm rushed blowing whistling sound
Clear sky turned grey with dust particles all around
Brown algae floating on sea water spread weird smell.
Swarm of tiny kreels are chased and by large whale
White sea-foams are bubbling on crest of waves in galore
With gentle touch they fade away and thrashed on sea shore.
10/28/15
Freedom's finally mine, at the threshold
of the forest where trees turned bluish-green,
to a sea of grass that men does withhold.
Summer country comfort my absence been.
Of the forest where trees turned bluish-green,
from one end of the vale to another
summer country comfort my absence been.
But for the grace of God blessed I wonder.
From one end of the vale to another
walking in the country the days go by,
but for the grace of God blessed I wonder
still I think of you, only you, pure sky.
Walking in the country the days go by,
who wouldn't wanna be me to look on thee,
still I think of you, only you, pure sky.
These are the days that God's been good to me.
Who wouldn't wanna be me to look on thee,
you can't hide beautiful, what about me.
These are the days that God's been good to me
you won, you're the only one, eyes best see.
You can't hide beautiful, what about me.
You're not alone tonight, don’t shut me out.
You won; you're the only one, eyes best see.
Some days you gotta dance and whirl about.
You're not alone tonight, don’t shut me out.
You're my better half and only you dove.
Some days you gotta dance and whirl about;
somebody like you, tangled up in love.
You're my better half and only you dove.
Live to love another day, better life
somebody like you, tangled up in love.
Stuck in the middle spellbound as my wife.
Live to love another day, better life
to a sea of grass that men does withhold.
Stuck in the middle spellbound as my wife
freedom's finally mine, at the threshold.
4/6/2018
A little dog was sleeping
At the bottom of the sea
In the painting of Dali
He was there all the time
But we didn’t see it
Till a touch of divination
Wakens up imagination
And a hand of inspiration
Brushes paint on the surface
Of the canvas and we see
Gentle hand of a little girl
Lifting the edge of the veil
Of the deep dreamy ocean
Slowly revealing the motion
Of cozy sandy landscape
Of the bottom of the sea
And in awe suddenly we see
A spotted dog cozy resting
In the canvas of Dali
He was there all the time
But we saw only plain
Reflection of the sky
On the surface of the water
And the ripples swinging by
We did not see below the screen
Of the mass of bluish green
Body of the ocean
I heard a loud noise in the heavens, God what can it
be? The air around me shimmered then a Spirit
came to me,
I couldn't move a muscle due to hard work in the
heat, the Spirit then began to speak direct and
indiscreet.
'Nathaniel listen closely for these words are very
true, you're looking for a purpose? Well the Serpent's
very loose,
you know that Jesus lay the yolk he bore for sins of
men, you must engage the Serpent for the time's
approaching when,
the 1st will be the last my son and last will come in
1st, the knowledge you've acquired will most surely
quench your thirst,
this great work is your task from God oh ye of flesh
and bone, so go and slay your enemies with
weapons all their own.'
It took communication to devise those early plans, I
had my 4 most trusted with me, Henry, Hark and
Sam,
and Nelson too providing bits of info that I sought,
these plans will take us weeks oh yes but forth they
shall be brought.
I saw the sun eclipsing as a sign attack the land, it
looks as though it's being covered by a black man's
hand,
the bluish-green eclipse of August 1831, the final
sign envisioning the slaughterfest to come.....
To Be Concluded
Sir Rule, Ian Ballew and Ock, a marine
set off on a houseboat to study
the difference between greenish-blue and bluish-green.
The deep blue sky on that fog-foggiest of days
they mistakenly thought was the sea
which explains why to us, when they saw a green haze -
Ian whooped, "It's a film on the water!" And so...
Sir Rule smirked, "Ock, go get us some popcorn and Pepsi."
Ock started to cuss, "---, why do I always have to go?
Since blue means profane and if naive spells out green,
Who wins the Oscar? It's not hard to see -
greenish-blue, naively-profane - Ock, a marine.
or if you prefer:
bluish-green, profanely-naive - still Ock, a marine.
Author's Notes: The names in this piece are puns for the colors, cerulean blue and aquamarine. No reflection on the hard working Marines who serve our country so well.
{For Mareena}
On the bank of precipice, i stand
Appealing to impotent gale;
Not to nudge the dosing hurricane awake,
Let the aborting breaking wave lull and dandle it
To another rich world;
To wreck, to claim and to occupy.
The resting nocturnal fishermen's canoes,
Lounging on the white sandy coast,
The worn nets like torn under wears
Hung dry in yawning nakedness
Exposed to the shying sun,
The forested colony of concrete shoot up to heaven,
And made human skylines,
By the shorelines of our dreams,
The verdant landscapes bloom in abundant tall palm
trees;
Entertaining promenade protruding bouquet of flowers,
In memorial to the lost all muscled Iroko;
A nostalgic stroll under the lined endowed Araba
shades,
The variegated bridges transverse our hearts,
Tenuous labyrinth trellis and lattice of our destiny;
Emblazon in the relentless sun,
And flooded in the punctual storm,
Guiding restless children through
The tell-tale of everyday,
In the morning of our beachy existence,
The ancestors oracling on the testicles of cowries
Made peace sacrifice to Yemoja the Mermaid sea goddess:
You must returned to mother Africa,
With all the stolen children;
The sea arises and rises ashore,
From the bottomless bottom of the deep,
Re-emerging in the gargantuan watery paradise,
The majestic lost Los Atlantis fairy palaces,
Misty, dark bluish-green in sparkling diamond,
Like death all things will level;
Like time, the lord of the tide,
Octopus would dethroned man.
*Image of Seasons Of The Year by Pixabay.
Seasonals
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Time of heaven's anointing fertile grounds,
fertile nature, and beast surrounds,
Hail, 'tis springtime here a blossoming,
buds are blooming everywhere,
Hark the juveniles from the towns,
frolicking yonder the fairgrounds,
Awakening comes into being,
comes into being the heralds of spring,
Playing happily here rounds and elsewhere,
cheerily sounds, frowns drowns,
~~adults abound at hare and hounds.
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Heightening sunlight burning daylight truly,
nigh in the noon hour stand high,
Flowers' mood-matching shades of golden brown
from bluish green trades,
The exclusive facade reaches bone dry,
bone dry as warm air is blown dry,
They sweltered till all screamed for ice cream
as their dessert melted away an "s",
Gods and goddesses tans apply, amplify fans,
swim summer ray goodbye,
~~by and by, May, June, and July.
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Here, hear it came, rustling leaves a-tumbling,
a-tumbling down the country lane,
Reddish ocher spread out all a-flustered,
all a-flustered every which way,
Autumn rain drenched down leaves that drain
neath the woods where they have lain,
Ebbing its crimson crust chilly ashen dust
blankets shyly amidst the gust,
Rustic western host John Wayne,
all else subtleties pens Mark Twain,
~~larks in vain, come, Abel and Cain.
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Fall mist snaps wide-awake, anew sorta undertake,
an outstretched lea windbreak,
Holiday treats, festive retreats,
time for family and friends to gather,
Turkey and ham, and bellyache, chats, and drinks,
and aspirins for that aged headache,
Winter's here once again, bringing joyous cheer,
looking back to this good old year,
The afterglow of the fireworks show, slake coffee,
and cheesecake, new year break,
~~strive worth to make, thrive earth God's sake.
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2022 July 22