Best Olive Green Poems

Olive green bottle garden
once beautified her perfect patio.
Resplendent with venust foliage
and pretty alpine flowering cacti.
Sadly, with declining mobility
its owner no longer ventures outdoors.
Now grungy, its only visitors
are two defecating pigeons....

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R a i n ~ a misted mirror
coated in petrichor pain ~
fused with memories
pirouetting through the
veiled salt of the earth,
caressing the Pina Colada dreams
adrift in the icy-blue air,
amidst clouds soaked
in prismatic hues ~
arching like opalescent canopies,
to hide the despair I’ve draped
in dragonfly hues that no...

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I don't need to remember what it was like  to be  a kid

 I don' t need to memorize where all the fun had been .

It was  in  the unique moment  of  a  first-born spirit 

without  obligations...

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A funny frog called Mr Snog,
once lived beside a slimy bog,
he was a most peculiar fellow,
his hat was red, his boots were yellow,
his waistcoat was an olive green,
the strangest sight you’ve ever seen,
no matter where you’ve lived or been.      

This...

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An Autumn sunrise lights a maple tree
October’s hues are edged with olive green
The vibrant background cheers the season’s glee	
The mountain ridges back the misty scene

Big bears are searching after mountain caves 
While mallards fly before the snow begins
The ridges form astounding leafy waves 
Where folks...

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Along the baseboard in a small kitchen
there is a tiny hole, the perfect size to go
unnoticed, perfect for a secret hideaway.
Little twin girls imprisoned at the table
not allowed to leave unless those cold
olive green peas are completely gone!
Canned peas, that had a bit of the...

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The day you brought me a Bird of Paradise,
         a rare flower which imbibed sun’s blushing orange glow,  
             and aquamarine blue from ocean’s...

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Red

I can see it still
The most brilliant red
I have ever seen

Years ago
Out with the dog
Cutting through the trees
In the undergrowth appeared
Flashing right in front of me
A dazzling ruby

Unreal at first
More like a dream
Like seeing a fairy
I thought I was hallucinating

The only thing there 
Was an...

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"I start my day with wonder to go yonder." 
                                ~ J. G. Cuevas

Where...

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Feathers amongst fallen leaves
Spring plumage drops from the sky
Blue Jays in cobalt feathers
Proudly perched near drab fall hues

Goldfinches in olive green
Camouflaged on sparse branches
Raptors hungry and hunting
Autumn feathers masked from sight

Cardinals perched on red fronds
Their mates near singing away
Crisp crimson and yellow leaves
Now blanket sparse...

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  I AM POETRY 

‘In the Beginning
was the Word’
light penetrated dark
sound big-banged birthed
three in One creating
~ P o e t r y ~
I am this poised superlative 
unchanging yet exotically emitting 
all that changes 

I am Poetry
fruit of my desires 
dropping when fully ripened
as...

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The little black cat with eyes of olive green,
Her fur like a shadow with a sunshine sheen,

A flutter of his orange wings carries that monarch in the breeze,
As he mimics an autumn leaf floating around with great ease,

He feels right at home in a cloudless...

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My mother always took the bus.  I never understood why.  We had a car, but she insisted on taking the bus uptown.  I think she did it because father would not let her smoke in the car.  She could smoke as...

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When I fall in love with a white girl, I won't flee; I'll know what I'm doing. My love for
a white girl is so powerful, so strong, it makes me wanting to get more of them. A white
girl's beauty is blooming like a dozen of...

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I remember 
That summer 
Days in slow motion
Longer nights
Nothing to do
Bored
And angry
I enlisted.

Military orders
In breast pocket
Standing In formation
Gear
Next to my right leg
Family, friends and memories
Lurking
Somewhere in the shadows.

Cargo plane 
Engines thrusting
Size beyond imagination
Pushing through a crowd
Of olive green fatigues
I grab a seat near the back
Meet...

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