Best Greens Poems

Greens of spring




Comes in spring, bloom the greens, 
Perfect hues mark flawless screens,

Tender buds now yearn to thrive,
Bees are seen humming on their hive,

Colourful butterflies anxiously flutter,
Flowers eagerly lend their nectar,

Little ones play jolly in the streets,
Sky waits for birds to fly in fleets,

Vibrant shades...

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Huntress Of Forest Gems And Its Lush Greens

    Huntress of forest gems and its lush greens,
    That which rivals colors of peacock's preens,
    Oft hidden in cool pools, and deeper glens,
    Bold greens...

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Remembering Sweet Dawns And Verdant Greens

When rose-covered days grace thy waning years
thee hast great courage to face thy great fears;
summon up thy treasures by mere thought
celebrate past life for love, all it has wrought.

Remembering sweet dawns and verdant greens
gems of youth and wonders found in...

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The greens of the forest open my mind
tantalizing me with their well-kept secrets
wowing me with their varieties and textures
refreshing me with a shiny coolness not found
in concrete landscapes or graffiti-decorated 
boxcar yards.  Bringing with her loveliness 
side dishes of baby blue soft sky and...

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GREEN, GREEN, GREEN!!!

My name is Jade Shamrock Green.
I will not eat one single green bean.
When I get mad, I turn green!
I am wearing my favorite colored green jeans.
Hypnotized by the Irish color green.
Not every green path leads to a flowing stream.
I lay on the frenzy...

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It's hard to find good collard greens
Where I live in New York.
You'll rarely find them hanging
Off a New York restaurant fork.

But I'm in Carolina now
So everywhere you look,
Some barbecue is being prepped
To very slowly cook.

Tonight I got to sample some
And you know what that means...

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By Deb and Dane

“You need to eat real greens.” Mom alarm!
The child went for the ‘ucky Charms.

“What? You're eating sugar transformed!”
They don’t grow that on any farm!”

“You need to eat real greens.” Mom said.
Boyo reached for the Charms instead.

“But Ma. The box says it full...

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Martin, a very senior citizen, wants to get a bucket and knife and go hunt up some greens in a field in Alabama. But in spite of his yearnings for a big bowl of greens, he knows his wife, Martha, won’t want to cook them...

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The Saints be preserved! Begorra! Today Saint Patrick reigns!
An excuse to get the Irish blood a-coursin' through yer veins!
A time for clans with even a tad of Irish in their genes,
To celebrate the holiday with the Wearin' O' the Greens!

O'Sullivans, O'Shaughnessys, O'Reillys and O'Neils,
Will be...

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The rolling Greens seem so serene,
forests pristine in sunlight’s sheen,

tall, rounded peak, a rocky creek,
a red-tail’s beak, rodents he seeks,

an aged elm, rare in this realm,
stands at the helm and overwhelms,

small dairy farm of rustic charm,
blackflies will swarm, cows takes alarm,

dunn Whitetail deer are grazing...

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 Green trees in winter 
Are like water in deserts. 
The green oasis 
Provides hope for the spring and 
Homes for Gods’ other children.

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IF IN IRELAND I WAS TO STAY

   I SURELY WOULD HAVE A GO AND TRIED

   THAT BLARNEY-STONE TO KISS WITHOUT DELAY

   SO THAT I TOO THAT GIFT OF THE GAB BE ENDOWED

   THAT EMERALD ISLE ARE SO...

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I can’t eat those greens
Greens are ugly things

Could you eat them, if I show you how?

I can’t eat them like a rabbit
I can’t eat them like cow
I can’t eat them like anything
I don’t want to learn how
I can’t eat those greens
Greens are ugly things


Would you...

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Receive
Listen
Be Still

Whispered words arriving on teardrops of the wind
They call to me
Embracing me so that I may exhale
For a moment in time

I look down to see the child woman curled up on my lap
Quietly dreaming
I stroke her sleep dampened hair and 
Caress her cheek gently...

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Pictures shared over the airwaves
Palm trees giving ever so gently
To tropical breezes are captured
As our forever moment in time.
With each sunrise comes the
Rich greens, soothingly calming blues
And gently comforting whites.
A breathtaking scenery of a canvas
Of unimaginable creation.
With each setting sun comes
Enriched hues of the primaries.
Blended...

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