Best Dark Green Poems

Serenity
like
flecks of gold
strewn on a 
magnificently
grandiose canvas
of rich cerulean blues
deep viridian greens
and ultramarines



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Submitted on April 13, 2019 for contest APRIL 2019 PREMIER...

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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...

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Yesterday she  left , warm and sunny ,all  pleasant and funny
Spend some time with me she said, for soon I will leave
I lingered...

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Winding  down wrinkled bumpy lanes ,  halting steps not taken back 
Barefoot strolls over hot rough  streets,  skimming across smooth asphalt...

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Can't seem to get off to sleep tonight, thoughts buzzing around my old head,
It's dark and quiet, the cat has gone out and the street...

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"The Stain Crusaders"

Plath left the pages long ago
and Bacharach’s Blue-on-Blue
is an ineffectual softer numb-shade-of-Blue
dear green green Anthropocene 

this much is true
with all the I love...

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Can't seem to get off to sleep tonight, thoughts buzzing around my old head,
It's dark and quiet, the cat has gone out and the street...

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A girl walked up and asked me,
"what is the definition of beauty?"
I smiled, and took out a piece of paper
I started to write and i...

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Across the fields of dark green hills, my mind flows gently free.
I close my eyes to my suprise, to see what I can see.
The flows...

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The corn now growing tall moving like an angry sea in a ferocious wind,
It rustles softly it is thrown back and forth by a warm...

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Wash boardy ruff country roads leading home
Sun dried each day of your long useful life
Over dark green fields no more will I roam

Those dark green...

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She is trapped like a mannequin in a glass window. Searching for new shoes, new hats, new 
clothes with hopes it will make her soul...

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My nighttime world
Brought on by dreams and nightmares
Subconscious fantasies 
Hidden away by the day’s light
I wander through it with no guide
No path to lead my...

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These woods have
 a path running through 
them
     the dark shadows 
of evening are coming on
   we'll push forward...

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Today, the doorbell of my mental hideout rang.
It rang with a sound like twinkling waterfalls without the moisture,
And tweeted like a soft pillow from my...

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