Nature is beautiful
Nature is wonderful
Wonderful to watch
Wonderful to see
See the mountains
See the trees
Trees with colours
Trees with flowers
Flowers in bloom
Flowers of fragrance
Fragrance so divine
Fragrance of smell
Smell the flowers
Smell the roses
Roses of red
Roses of yellow
Yellow as sun
Yellow as skies
Skies with purple
Skies with colours
Colours of nature
Colours of green
Green as grass
Green as leaves
Leaves turned orange
Leaves turned brown
Brown as wood
Brown as earth
Earth so rich
Earth with growth
Growth of nature
Growth of life
Life of Beauty
Life to hold
Hold in thought
Hold in memories
Memories you'll love
Memories you'll keep
Keep in heart
Keep yours forever
Forever and forever
Forever to enjoy
Enjoy the nature
Enjoy the beauty
Beauty of nature
Beauty so lovely
Lovely...
Nature...
Scorching sun reflect my face on thy water
Show what's in my lonely soul
Let the chapter of my sad moments unfold
Show the people that I am not bold
I was once green as grass but the poison has made me brown
Just like how ever old person was once young
My demon has age with me in this rundown town
Leaving nothing for me to claim but these memories that's fun
Not everyone wishes for you to stay around
Their are waiting for this curse to be undone
Thinking you are the problem when in yourselves it can be found
All these years of pain I could say had made me numb
Emotions aren't meant to be worn on your sleeve
Always let them believe what they want to believe
Strive for result not what are televised
Believe in yourself and you'll see changes
Strong Bonds
Muddy river,
crystal clear,
and sometimes green as grass.
Grains of sand, hot on the pan,
Gifts of pine?, smell all you can…!
Cowboys, Indians, artists
and rodeo, powwows.
Towns gone,
now ghostly kept…
Mines, claim jumpers,
stagecoaches and poker players,
School teachers,
and the right to vote?
Mountain men…
Too many people,
and broken treaties.
Ever paving the way
toward the future…
of a highway.
Scoundrels and sheriffs,
preachers and train trackers,
carpetbaggers, and mayors…
purveyors of law, yet without order.
History remembers…,
Don’t let them forget.
Pioneers, robbers, and slaves,
built OUR country…
Heroes of a past,
we need more today,
than ever before.
Stand up men that put their life on the line.
Western hearts, that carried through time.
Horse and saddle, bronc and buster,
ride again into the sun!
“In God We Trust”
dandelion weed
non fragrant scaly weed spreads
near the multiply
over takes grasses
puff white seedy ball of seeds
blown within the wind
near the multiples
green as grass but not as full
dandelion weed
5/12/19
My little girl with hair of gold
And eyes as green as grass
My little boy with hair of sand
Hazel eyes full of laughs
Her tempers hot and emotions strong
With an inner rage of fire
His tempers placid, emotions calm
With dreams his main desire
She's quick to anger, slow to hurt
But still a little girl
He's slow to anger, quickly hurt
A boy in a sensitive world
I love them yes they are my heart
The reason for why I live
Two little angles who can be devil's
Though for them my life I'd give
They're no longer here so I prey they see
Their mother will never let go
She loves her children where ever they are
She hopes that this they know
I look into your eyes and I see green
Green as the grass growing underfoot
Lips the colour of ripe cherries
Or an azalea bush as its flowers float
in the pond of life which is so blue
Maybe a tinge of grey at its edge
Skin the soft white of a baby
Before the blush of heat warms the soul
Hair like molten gold
as a field of corn swaying to and fro
Smile of an angel with dimples showing
As darker circles on the cheek aglow
This is how my elders described me
When I was just a small child
Nowadays
the eyes are still green as grass
Lips maybe tinged with blue
Skin not as pure as a babies
Yet the smile is still there, dimples too.
Colours of living change as one grows
The psychedelic hues that circle the brain
when times of worry and strain are about
Yet we strive for the rose pink of perfection
Like a bed of flowers, one dies and another springs forth
That’s called living and life in colour
I stand under the statue of liberty
Counting the red pennies
I stand diminished of all my properties
Even my history.
I am watching skylarks sky diving for bread
They all have long black wings
And they cry awfully, some say no one sings
Again. It's rap instead.
But what I heard had neither rhythm or art
And made my pennies fall.
Towering above me, on a cold, dak wall
Things just falling apart.
I stand under the statue of liberty
Its massive, iron breast
Stilled, as the shrieking skylarks dive and digest
Crumbs of cold charity.
The birds still crying as the boats go pass
The statue turns green, livid green, green as grass.
I'm giving you this present.
It's a little garden elf.
I feel he's kinda special,
cause I created him myself!
Please put him in your garden,
but there's something you should know.
He isn't gonna do no work!
He'll just stand and watch things grow!
He has a tiny silver shovel.
His suit is green as grass.
I think he'll give your garden,
a little touch of class.
He'll create a cheerful presence,
with his rosy cheeks and chin.
He'll catch the eye of the passer-by
with his playful, impish grin!
He's a sturdy little fellow.
Just you wait and see
and every time you look at him,
I hope you'll think of me!
Ralph Taylor
The Sweetest Touches of Verse
As blind as a bat,
as brave as a lion,
and stupid as a goat.
As busy as a bee,
as fat as a pig,
and happy as a king.
As strong as a lion,
as heavy as a load,
and rude as fool.
As black as coal,
as cold as ice,
and white as snow.
As hot as fire,
as green as grass,
and sweetly as juice.
All in all,
makes one thing,
common in life.
Petite, dainty,
charming and sweet.
Hair the shade,
of Autumns golden wheat.
Her favorite color,
"Green" is what she'd say.
"Green as grass"
on a summers day.
Maybe a hairdresser,
she loves cutting bangs and curls.
Two other siblings how lucky,
both girls.
"But oh, mommy,
can't you see"
"How much more beautiful, they are,
because of me"
Mommy says,
"What am I to do"
"No matter what,
I still love you"