Greenery Poems - Poems about Greenery

Something warm in the wind Puts the color back with ease, 'Round the stems of flowers Into the limbs of trees ... Newness to the place around Greenery born upon the breeze. ...

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The Cloisters is a special place, Medieval and austere, Assembled from five monasteries Brought from France to here.* Within its walls are gardens, All meticulous and neat And to celebrate the holidays, There is a special treat: Swags of greenery and apples On the lintels, way up high, Plus so many matching wreaths You had to smile as you passed by. Just the perfect touch of festive For...

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Entry for the summer Haiku Contest. Tania Kitchin the lush greenery blankets the sides of mountains ...

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*Situated in the south-western region of Mauritius, a dream island in the Indian Ocean. Written on 9 November 2023 The Mystery of the Black River Gorges* ...

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Death by 5… in the Kitchen or, A Bottle Garden No One Expected Perched on an oak table, there rests an opulent and ornate glass bijou bottle, a growing collection of nature’s organic jade. But hidden below the green finery, concealed from a mushroom nursery, there develops a frightful opalescence enclave. A clutch of ravenous slugs of horror are...

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after the rain, wildflowers bend like wilted men wrapped in age and bliss fragments of longing and belonging in wet that sustains a warming world ...

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In the garden, mud squished beneath my feet. I dreamt of oceans vast and concrete, Where rainbows danced upon the waves, And washed stone glistened in the sun's raves. But beyond the sea, darkness loomed. And creatures of the deep entombed, A world of mystery and fear Where danger lurked and death was near. Yet still, I yearned to explore. To sail the seas...

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In the shade, I shrivel in flowering cactus crafting sloppy verse below the scraggly exhausted moon warm reverberations of love originating in the Jade Garden nerves jangling in my true being the magnificent encounter of how to melt this iron reluctance dreams can feel most real than actual life every day as I unseal my eyes. Written: May 12, 2023...

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Greenery stretches As far as your eyes can reach An abundance of green tones Reflecting signs of life and youth Looking soft, tender and non-aggressive Signifying kindness and patience Love and affection Maybe imbedded with a little jealousy Because of the admiration for The vibrance and brightness of some other colours Every colour has its dream The green colour also has its dream An increasing touch...

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A short pleasant drive through the pathway Between the impenetrable woodlands lying untamed - Cradled by soft wind, the scenic lush foliage I gaped at During my recent visit to my homeland Enriched and cheered my dreary mind; Fresh breeze, so pure, gently tousled my hair Giving me a feel that right then I was Heading towards a heavenly hamlet; the Idyllic green...

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floating within my eyes room within a bare skull came the lover of thoughts 'image yourself within waters surrounded by giant skies...' greenery ate urban i loved my lover here with legs of understanding and a neck of pure Love i licked the cellophane flowers within her eyes caught between my head and ate her hot sun so caught i am i said while phantom eyes said, "HI!" waving shore men wept ...

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The old tree Too wither for the sun Too thick for the rain Too big for the wind Too old for the oldies to tell stories Too bristle for the youngsters to climb upon Too shady and blocking for the view of the road Too many leaves for the sweepers Too dangerous for the lightning Too big for the children to embrace Have to give...

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I was lost in exotic lush greenery, And quite lost in my deep thoughts, Yet aware of the blossoming scenery, Of riverbank stones slimy with moss. I was lost in woods, nature's heart, Gone green out of civilized society, Off to myself, amidst natural arts, Along an obscure pathway of quietly. I was knee deep in jaded backroads, Awash in sun in meditation meadow, Until...

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Nexus plagiarists wisdumbs...

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Rain repeates, turning grasses further:-, through seasons....

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