Long Bottle green Poems

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...

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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 the nightiness and whiteness was...

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On an early morning walk of coffee and salt
under a sullen sky filled with the tridents of wings,
I add my footprints beside a blowsy sea (praised be 
Poseidon,) that accepts the given of a northeast...

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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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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...

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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.
It began in the...

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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 parchment written well
I...

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In the shadow of Avalon
where the sweet tangle imparts its loamy scent
as the dew chills on the blades
and trembling grows the aspen and oak
on the shore where solemn waters lie
is a vision of splendor
The beauty...

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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
   ...

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Oceanward sail the yachts and liners,
a match stick flotilla in a green whirlpool bath
seen from the dizzying height of the cliff top.
Beside the lighthouse, ghostly echoes
of crashing waves and wheeling gulls
reverberate upwards from sand and...

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Emerald green throughout the scene,
I’m trapped within the stone,
Every hue of aquamarine and bottle green
The colours of things that grow.

Dappled sunlight filters through,
Light shafts that drift and float
Highlighting the greens of every hue
Picking out every...

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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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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...

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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

Tangerine themes,

Warm is my heart

That is fired by my passion,

In flames that are burning

White hot incandescently,

In a life...

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Sonnet. 
I touched upon a dream perfectly chorographic 
as a ballet troupe of sardines avoiding predators.
A dance where no one applauds and everyone 
is a loser, sad except for the mysterious beauty
 of shimmering silver...

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Green…you always reflected in my peripheral
And kept watch as I tried to color my world
But there I lay in my blacks and my blues,
lifeless and faltering In monotone hues.

Through kaleidoscope eyes, I envisioned my skies
But...

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A bottle green, I’m lost at sea,
A cup or two of shamrock dew.
An emerald green, the forest queen,
My silk is spun a leafy hue.

An alpine white, tread polar ice,
The frosted hold of winter’s cold.
A snowdrop...

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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
From a watermelon ripe and green!
The bicycle...

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