Blue Green Poems - Poems about Blue Green

Old weeping willow why do you cry Your beauty is green leaves not blue Your roots a pillow from which to thrive As Mother Nature’s sun smiles on you Many a kid has used your brown branches To climb you or swing in your shadowy shade Many a poet you inspire romantic antics Carving heart in your bark or writing on page Your...

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It looked just like a coaster— a membrane of soft plastic, yellow, green and cobalt blue, the colors swirling at your touch, like it could feel something too. I did not know ‘til later, that it also reflected you. I thought it just a trinket, a trick of vinyl and hue, given not with coy delight, but offered straight and true. It changed when touched ...

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Of burning sight, we grow the flora, From dancing light of my aurora. A stunted garden, met with showers, Brought to bloom, bouquet of flowers. In casting passion, bright the sky, Of green and blue we share an eye. The way of stars and trees alike, Through boreal we join and hike....

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It would be nice to have a yellow day. Sun in the sky and maybe time to play. Warm heart to match the warmth that’s in the air. No need to worry ‘bout how life’s unfair. A yellow day would surely ease the mind. With every worldly trouble left behind. But days like that come rarely into view… It’s obvious most days...

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Merry go round a circle of dreams Friends are found as we journey To find a place where you can esteem Climb magic mountains of hope Where you grow like a tree (Chorus) A———————————A is for Amazing U———————-You are amazing to me T——————————Teal timeless faces I————————I see you in everything S——————-Sunny sails singing songs T——————Teal tears never shed alone I—Indigo eyes black brown blue or...

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Blue-green eyes, the color of the sea Pools of the ocean, their waves so free Tears of saltwater, shed behind doors Cauldrons of water, the rain that they pour Enchanted daggers they stare into enemies Or looking into distant moonlight reveries No one sees what truly lies behind To the turmoil within, most remain blind Blue-green eyes, how mystical in nature To treasure them...

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green and blue are best for ages put to the test berry sky, jade leaves knee deep sage grasses waving like sapphire oceans and wandering wind matter-of-fact pretty in saffron everyday hours when sun goes all out blooms in emeralds beneath life's teal canopy minty woods, pink mist...

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A cloudy blanket sheaths the peaks, Wrapped in blue, they look enthralling, Emerald trees behold the sight! Milky river of mist like creeks flows overhead this scene sprawling, What a magical view and bright! Here is found peace that this heart seeks, When the morning sun is crawling high to spread its radiant light! In wispy whispers,...

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redbirds are soaring clouds are walking on the skies turquoise afternoon diamonds in the sea reflecting the roaming sun until the red wall green birds are singing in chambers next to the sky the gold sunshine blues...

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The yellow rose is filled with sunshine and joy, she says welcome back or good luck. The red rose tells a story of love and romance, the best way to say I Love You on a very special day. The white rose shows herself as innocence and pure, spirituality she...

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When the sky is blue, trees are green, The flowers smile, have you ever seen? ...

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There is nothing I love more than morning, sitting in my "thinking" chair with a book: gazing at my trees, yes, I claim them ! They are mine to love in every season; I seek peace in the vast stillness. My favorite color is blue like the sky, it fills my soul with peace and tranquility: oh listen the birds are...

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This painting sings a song to me It is simply titled “Storm” One can almost smell the green prairie And feel blueberry breeze so warm. Humble house sits so proud it’s heart beat drumming welcome exhaling country songs along the halo of clouds Against the storm born to tell them Of good green times and happy days How the fish on the line...

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If you were a melody you would be complex Blue breezy and free dry yet wet If you were a melody you'd play with my heart String me along singing song of God You would stay on my mind like maroon birthmark You would ring in my ears sweet and tart Rainbow kisses from you would reign Melodious and yellow with green...

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At around a quarter passed 6AM from the 2nd floor window, I inhaled a most lovely view. So, I had to exhale and share with you. My eyes beheld the canopy of blue so clear, pristine, and free of all clouds. All around, I was enraptured with a view of trees as far as I could see. Just inside...

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