Green Color Poems

Jagged Edges

There are edges Time leaves in passing
      Some of them are jagged
 A few edges are grey and badly torn
Sometimes

Green Man of the Golden Stars

The rocky road made good sense to get here.
Life doesn't slow down, but speeds on like fire.
She remembers how life always appeared 
When the Green

I Am a Rainbow

I Am a Rainbow

I am a rainbow
One color built upon another
Sometimes red hot with inspiration
Often the warmth of an orange autumn
Yellow brightens my sunny personality
While

I Am Green

Green, that enraptured hue scape a  verdant plume, 
goodness gracious am I gracious for being that tint,
to loiter breezily amid the  luscious woodland

I Am Violet

If I were a color, I'd imagine myself being bright 
It wouldn't be brown, or yellow or white
 
It would be something kind of, like

I am Green

I hide beneath oceans deep where mysteries peep.
I dwell amid the arching spectrum of rainbow hues
Some slander and call me ‘green eyed jealousy’
All I do

I Am Green

My skin is light olive-toned with green or green-yellow
undertone and the veins on my wrists appear mostly
green, the color associated with natural world, like
plants, trees,

I am Aquamarine

i ride the waves of translucent hues
in shades of blues reflecting playfully the sun
i exude tones of capricious seagreen and 
while scattering flecks of iridescence
shift

I Am Peridot

I am yellow-green! Peridot the color of self-esteem
Protective against life’s rife that may stream 
I come from the earth’s rich interiors ore, 
xenolith layers that

I AM GREEN

    I love the colour of my skin,
    Au naturel suave evergreen.
    From head to toe,

Painting Pictures

What shades of colours do we paint
while walking on this earth?
Do we leave behind a masterpiece?
or a squiggle with no worth?

Will the colours that we

Crayon Dreams

'I'd paint rainbows with VIBGYOR,' said my child.
My Violet, with whims, will be beguiled.
Indigo will inflame wisdom with zest.
With the garb of calmness, Blue will

- Seize The Moment -

Total Change

rainbow smiles abound
honey sun erased my frowns
olive green trees sing
in welcome warmth of noonday
laughing gold lilies crowd June

I'm no longer blue
as butterflies spread scent news
they're

Evermore

While wending my way one sunny day
in no particular direction
on stopping for reflection
I took a look at flowers by the rustic fence
beside a gnarled old