Bottle Green Poems - Poems about Bottle Green

...THREE ROCKS Written for Competition : A Magical Journey Sponsor : Constance La France [ Prompt : I hold three magic rocks in my hand Rolling them over and over and over Leaving this ......

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... through bottle green waves glassy surface of the deep - mysterious tide......

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...Automobile industry At the seaside, the water signaled many colors pale sober gin, dark hue, then bottle green and pink like a nursery rhyme no one took notice the sea was warning of a disaster.......

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...She showed me her bicycle With considerable pride The wheels were red With specks of black in-between Handle bars in bottle green As she sped away, little did She know the bicycle was carved ......

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... OUTSIDE THE CITY Outside the city where the pomegranates grow, I take a silent breath and walk a little slow, The cottage I live in is not too far away, All covered with ivy ......

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...EMERALD BEAUTY Mother Earth under cerulean sky dressed in green foliage with lush verdure, leafy vegetation and feral bottle green bushes matching with glossy green grass in big......

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...Bottle a vase Full of Flowers Picked from the Hillside - A Haiku hillside steep flowers green bottle stands placed in vase flowers picked placed all arrangements in inside of a bottle green......

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...Both you and I breathe the ocean, inhaling the waves, With each surf passing through our lungs we are immersed and each verse of our life is told through the rolling tide, At the depths of our lo......

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...A voyage to Greenland Greenland is the largest island in the world, but it is not a continent I looked up Nuuk the capital up on the YouTube; it is now a modern town with supermarkets and even ......

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...Eloquently serene Reminds me of seas Of aquamarine, Peaceful solitude Aids my dreams, Of forested trees In bottle green verdancy, I create my dreams In luminescent Tangerin......

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...I was sat ordinarily at my broad, modern grey desk, wearing my normal bottle-green cotton dress because my mother liked it enough to let me make it into my favourite one. Her first choice was an arch......

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...Create Life Colour Me Once upon a barren time, in the days of silent film Colour code gene was lacking, across the whole wide world Everything was blackybobs, mattish white and gray Blackness was......

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...I’m watching my surroundings And I don’t know what to do The world is coming to an end And I’m trying to warn you. I’m writing you a message Which I hope that you’ll receive And on this parch......

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...Moon of the night, I wish you could sing You're indispensable to my being, You guide me through this land, of sparrows and nightingales, over the bottle-green grass, rain or shine or snow; You're the......

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...Once upon a time, in the days of silent film Colour was banned in the whole wide world Everything was black, white and grey Black was night and white was day Then one day, there was a storm so ......

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