Best Verdancy Poems

How I love the sky, the sea and land.
Today I paint myself into a scene
of visual delight; though I'm on sand,
I dip my brush first...

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Under the canopy of the pine trees we lay -
       from the poem 'Under the canopy of pine trees...

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the grace of Paris
lingering in my thoughts. . . 
Madrid’s grimy walls

As our small group of students entered Madrid, it was an early morning in...

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With verdancy surrounding me, I wish to spin
around this world of endless spring that I am in.
Bewitched am I by forests, hills, and fields of...

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Yearly - for a spell - I come calling,
not unexpected.
But there are times my travel may be slow.
On such rare occasions when I’m late,
you’ll look...

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Child play. Dawn, as a wind-up toy,
jumping up and down, keen.
A buoyant verdancy of joy -
waking up fresh and green.

Waking up fresh and green.
The ivy…the...

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"The forest is a sanctuary where you can grow to be you," ... by the Poet.

The passing of a torch, when Spring was announced, 
was...

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"Green is nature’s poetry."
"Green – the magical canvas of nature."
"Green gives the calm we need in this world full of chaos."
    ...

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My open-ended lines can convey more than one idea. Verse 3, middle line, ends in “I am.” I am both okay (today) & puddles on...

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I had nearly forgotten who I was
Until I sensed your easy strength
   and heard the timelessness 
   of your years;
Until I...

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Lured by the dulcet song of a lark perched
On the low-hanging limb of a blossoming tree, around which
Violets had sprung in wild beauty among the...

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I asked the desert 
 to carry me from this place
 of the Qubbanet El-Qirud’ infertile soil 
 suddenly, that whisper of wind
 took my...

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bathed in such splendor
in front of us blue water -
verdancy behind
how very cold it is though
like ice, it cuts to the bone
 
this frigid beauty
I let...

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From my bay window, each pane holds my small world
window leaks anticipation out and in this glassy casement
here seasons show their multi-colored faces in a...

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(To one’s Birthplace)

In the glory of the morning
just to see the sunrise
take the place of the moon,
at this time I love the best
this memory this...

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