Best Viridescent Poems

a crisp chill fills the early morning air  
      dew drops periodically appear on the 
            yellowing blades of grass  
   as a light frost...

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I’m a wielded weapon ready to fire, made strong by jealousy, envy and desire. Like a lick of moss consumes the base of a tree. Pick the wrong coloured plant and I can make you sick. I’m a hunter camouflaged in my own forest. Picked...

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