near the close of day
violet sun's turned mellow
gold rose all aglow
then peach and plums swirl
whereas blue-green day left, spent
red creeps in, silent
clouds of antique rose
where has cream butterfly gone
fireflies on the lawn
marble moon appears
glowing in seas of colors
trills undercover
Rockstar girl I hardly remember, like Green Day I tried to wake you up after September, come to find out you're deceased put my skill in a blender.
We shared some of the highest peaks, I brought the xanz you brought the coke, no holding hands just drugs that we'd smoke.
You'd tell me I'm your dream man like you Ally and I'm Juice...
baby I'm the "XanMan" dont get confused.
me and the grim reaper must have a truce, how did you die when my neck was the one in the noose?
I guess it makes sense with all the drugs we'd abuse. God seems to take the good ones I swear bro pick and choose...
like the ones with the best hearts always the first to lose
Rockstar girl I hardly remember I tried to wake you up at the end of September but the pills take they ain't no lender, guess them pills fake, now you gone forever...
There's a languorous strain of violins, a concert in the park,
In the honeyed warmth of a green day, as bluebirds sing above.
Irregular perfect blooms all round, mellow sun is pouring down,
Music's in the air like a fragrance, as clouds drift softly by,
Like the beautiful and wandering path, of the purple butterfly!
The lustrous sunshine violins, fill the lovely noon with sound,
The musicians' hearts in every note, in the stillness of delight!
A distant laughter can be heard, under sparkling cerulean skies,
As another fervent and breezy day, awaits huge jeweled fireflies!
Election
Nervously woke early to witness a questionable distraction
Playing my nostalgia as I looked at two color graphs,
Songs I Themed an American Pessimist mix;
Dr. Hook with the freaks
American Pie lyrics
Hard-times with Tyler
American Idiot from Green Day
Helping me feel my roots and love
Decades of low turn-out to millions-in
Deviated numbers effected me but
The shear of the many
…. The beautiful.
A green day is seen as the sun rises up from the East horizon
The green day which every farmer desire to encounter each and every day,
Day by day as his crops sprout from his tilled land,
The land which he went through toe and nail to acquire,
To acquire that he could have possibly inherited or purchased.
A green day dusk upon the dry elm trees,
The trees which the birds perch and rest on their nests,
The nests which bear the young ones and which they are raised.
A green day rises upon a beautiful nation,
The nation which bears the green colour from the aerial view,
The green which represents agriculture,
Agriculture which thrives best in its economy,
The agriculture which is the backbone of the country,
The agriculture which is the best subject for a student,
The student who burns midnight oil to achieve his success.
The green day band performs music in a concert,
The concert which is packed to the brim,
Brim in which water must be filled to be adequate,
Adequate to water the green vegetables.
They love to puff the beryl nicotine
Incendiary lungs
sucking down the cancerous green
Hard drag queens,
dressed to mass extinct kill,
inhale poisonous mushroom dreams
Napalm verbal smoke:
fungi promises coming out of plastic windpipes
Pinocchio nose choke
pollute the global atmosphere with mint gripes
Cigar truth snubbed in a submarine ashtray
New Cuban missile crisis
put cerulean code Leviathan in play
Naval equatorial smoke circles ...
Ring of Fire raze reprisals ends a Green Day
Negotiated denials has got a jade glow
As the wizened warlords
sell refugee passes —
Microchip markers ... gamma emerald
Dragging chain smoking kings,
boast ballast policies of reptilian oppression
Puff fork tongues pack a blowtorch sting
Black-hearted lungs
exhaling cold malignant scorch gangrene
Dirge windpipes hate the cure love brings
Saddest Blues Flow Through Winter's Broken Frame
Saddest blues flow through winter's broken frame
Even when its cold winds no longer chill.
Sure, white snow at Christmas garners great fame
Yet we forget blizzards oft creatures kill.
Horrible sights such sad, hard frozen scenes
Realizing death travels in its breath.
Bitter truth, I found in my early teens
When my puppy escaped and froze to death.
Yes, I was far too young to understand
Winter is Nature, as death to living.
When I see, ice frozen across the land
My heart yearns for Springs new, greener givings.
That moment, those sad blues are tossed away
Anticipating Spring's first warm green day.
Robert J. Lindley, 8-25-2017
Let us celebrate
a green day on seventeenth
holiday of march
wearing of the green
eating green and feeling green
dance with green concert
St. Patrick's dress
green delicious cooking tastes
green's cream of the cream
Contest sponsored by: PD
How to Find Your Way Home
Wear your tweed coat and checked hat.
The bus stops at the edge of the bridge.
It is a drawbridge and the ships are passing.
An old peddler pushes his cart along the
edge and sings his fruits. There are stars
in the water. Newsboys will shout their
headlines. “Red skies bleed to yellow.”
Ignore them and count your change because it
is a green day and the colors always change
at dusk. This is the way the street opens, but
the cobblestones defy interpretations. Treasonous
taxis sit back under street lamps, doors slightly
ajar. The young women are dancing with
reflections, their heads ringed with beads. The
men are no longer interested in dreams. The
restaurants will be almost empty. No one orders
in English. Pinpricks of light will appear in the
north sky. Hobos will stand with their hats in
their hands, waiting for Venus to appear in the sky.
You will know you are there when the last ship passes.
Do not look back. The bridge is a clock.
Mark Conte Copyright, Yankee magazine, 1982
massive blanket effervescence
perfect path back to divine
baby grand piano rhythm day
the perfect time to watch the way you sway
colors of love are like a warm soup blizzard day
i am stuck in the comforting, cozy house of your heart
never wanting to leave
too bad tomorrow will be monday one day,
but for right now....we just got here....so let's just enjoy the green day debut of each other
Trick or treating down the block
Green Day and New Found Glory;
A football game in costume
Missing the train, fire breathing;
Costume parties, DJs spin;
Scary movies all night long,
the colors of Halloween.
Green Day's been a part of the music scene since 1994 Their music is so cool, it's like
I'm at a real house party in Hollywood, CA, circa 1994. Billy Joel Armstrong, Tre Cool,
and Mike Dirnt are rocking the lives of all of us punk-rock fans and are better than ever.
They're based in San Francisco, CA. Green Day's music is so rad, so entertaining, it makes
me want to buy all of their albums. Their songs, like, "American Idiot," "Know Your
Enemy," "Holiday," "Dookie," and other songs by Green Day are the greatest songs of all
time. If I were to buy the video game, Rock Band: Green Day, for the Play Station 3, then
I'd throw a cool party on a Saturday night, soon. After Green Day retires and the band
members are inducted into the rock and roll hall of fame, their music will live on
forever. I wish I knew all of the song lyrics by Green Day right now.
What's this that I hear?!
No it can't be!
I thought I moved away from it! I thought I could sustain my posture.
It's everywhere I can't believe it! Where the devil did they come from!?
Please tell me I must know!
This wretched sound that I've had to endure from this whole town!
It's not the bell, it's not the kids, it's not the fights!
I can't tell you what it is because all those who know Green Day will start to smoke!
Yes' I think I've found the answer!
Is it? 'tis you who makes that sound!
The calamitous sound of your butcher knife!
Cutting and screaming!
Have you no sympathy for the animals you kill?
It's not easy to give up a dream.
In fact, I can't do it.
The burning hunger never dies
Even as the times and locations change
Into horrifying masks,
Irrecognizable from your short-sighted expectations.
The stupefying trick of life being: You propose a gift to yourself.
In return you get the blending colors of your painted dreams;
The self-alterating unconscious,
The man behind the wheel who has no notion
Of a wheel in front of him.
He's too busy dreaming of the moment
He drives the car into the open green day
To realize there's never
Been a lack of motion,
A lack of a wheel,
A lack of an open road.
You dream in black and white
As you live in profound color.
A magnet to passion
Entangled as you are
By a lurid and wondrous grief.
The grief of infinite options
As you turn the wheel once again:
Here plows you through your garden of troubles
Smile and rejoice and love man's holy rubble.
You dream your own magic.
So stay true, keep bold,
And declare your own flag.
And, yes, it may burn through the night.
But the night is cold, and dark, and good.
Today is St. Paddy's Day
March 17th
The green Day
The 17th, the Irish's birthday
Corkery number 17
People in Ireland are happy, it's a lucky day.
50 states, 50 St. Paddy's Day Parades,
50 ways to celebrate St. Paddy's Day.
I wait 364 days to celebrate.
A little town is Moodus Ct.
celebrating
St. Paddy's Day at New Beginnings for Life.
The day will not be forgotten.
in Iraq and Afghanistan our soldiers are fighting for freedom.
so I can celebrate St. Patrick's Day.
Where hero's are born,
and hero's work on that day.
Hockey is the greatest sport,
but March 17th is the greatest day.
Life has many challenges. You should live up to them.
Ned M Corkery
Copyright ©2008 Ned M Corkery
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