Short Green Light Poems
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her name in the list
and green light beside her name
makes me so happy
how about her true neat love!?
what about her deep romance!?
Every morning
I jump out of bed
Red
Light
Green light
Here I come
Ready
Or not
Not knowing
Who
Or what
Is supposed to be
Ready
a sparkling glazed sheen
sunshine on my windowpane
noonday blooms below
goldfinch bush and tree
are awash in dazzling light
as pale sunbeams dance
white icelandic snow
beneath natural light show ~
emerald green shroud
Written 26 January 2020
For contest Nature themed haiku with color
it comes to a halt
almost there, wait just a few
red, yellow, now green
10/04/2023
Written for the SIMPLY POETRY 2 Contest
Sponsored by John lawless
A Green Light Contemplation
Just be like green grass,
Regrowing and regrowing:
Overcoming all:-
Go and be as sage green trees:
Rebirthing justice's green leaves:-
BLINK
Green Light --
Farewells strung
Dawn whisks in a flash
Lost among zooms of speed
Exiting from my blank life
“ Memories throb in empty beats.”
my
name
is
johny on the pony
hide and seek
red light green light
I closed my eyes
and counted one two three
ring ring alerio
I opened them
and everyone
and everything was gone
Throngs at each corner downtown
A crush of humanity
Waiting for a green light
Light years ago, impatient
Now preoccupied
Focused on that screen in their hands
'Excuse me' has replaced 'Good morning'
Watch your step...
~ A Poem for December, 2020 ~
Tomorrow is
just over the rainbow's
kaleidoscope of colors
no need for rain or snow
just one green light
to let us know
to let go
of today
You happened
Chasing dreams & following my heart
Yet before you weren’t a part
Now everyday
I think only of you
Everything’s new
Something changed
I never felt the same
The green light shines on
The flame burns bright
Just for you
Leaves are shallow like bowls,
as they wait for the clouds to release
the rains that had become metaphors,
or promises frozen in time.
The promises are frozen no more!
They dark, grey clouds are an omen of God's
green light to rejuvenate the earth once more.....
I don't even know how it feels
to love anymore
And I really don't want to,
Never again.
The burns!
The feels!!
The ache!!!
Even when I'm next
To someone else.
The fact that you call baby,
But not to me anymore.
When would I ever get the
Fact that this won't work anymore?
Of burning sight, we grow the flora,
From dancing light of my aurora.
A stunted garden, met with showers,
Brought to bloom, bouquet of flowers.
In casting passion, bright the sky,
Of green and blue we share an eye.
The way of stars and trees alike,
Through boreal we join and hike.
Do you ever stop to think that you're a bus?
No I don't mean a vehicle that would go to toys r us
I mean an actual bus
Thats a representation of all of us
They stop at red lights
In spite
Of fights
Lonely nights
A low kite
A repetitive life
Green light, go
And that's the show
To the pale green light of a new dignitary overhead....
To the hypothetical dawn....
To the fae mercurial sand....
To the violet beat of the gift of the drum....
To the falcon of stone....
To the when, the where, the why, and the which....
To the thirteenth day....
My deepest regards.
Light is white
you are light-skinned
through the triangular prism light
is branched into seven different colors
your name is of a flower
if you are to be travelling through a triangular prism
must it be you also shall be branched into seven
different flowers
only nature holds the key to that...
stuck on the inside of a box
this world is circular
And we're all square
Perpendicular are the lives that
lie parallel to the intersect
three dimesional personalities
around the way
If your reach a stop
Green light the go
This poem doesn't make sense
So I'll stop now or...gooooo......slowwwww
By God's green light
And all of Gabriel's Vestal Angels
May the Dead
So much , Once loved
By the righteous and the meek
Return
Before the new day dawn's
For they shall inherit the Earth
And with it all God's Treasure
Measured not in wealth
But rather in Love
And Rude Health
Bit by bit my knees became weak,
It must have been lust or candlelight;
Moonlit curtains shimmer satin sheets,
green lit tasting each other that night;
Held me like it was the first time,
smelled your desire and I broke;
Yelled into your throat as we kissed;
filled it up, you could breathe my smoke.
Dear General Public will you pardon me? Inclusive
with grace and give me mercifulness.
A green light to advance, proceed. May I express
Myself?
Who will wipe the tears off from my eyes? That
Society has caused these aforementioned inner
pain that oftentimes overwhelms me
May I express myself?
Listen to poem:
when all is ghostly quiet
in the starry sky
a whisper of your name
is all that’s needed
the green light
for a midnight summer breeze
stirring warm and dulcet
to rise meandering about
ever so gently caress my skin
and on my lips land the most
delightful kiss
AP: 1st place 2022, Front page pick 2025
Operation disaster plan
madman gone crazy
off the rocker
once apon a time
still going on today
burning coals
head full of orange steam
we don't know why
I guess
green light
green suit
engine full steam ahead
destroy
wisdom
wise
intelligent of the intelligent
frustrate
with bad no sense
expensive cheep
bribe
as we’re being meditated upon
by the breath of God, as He looks at us
from the cave of heart, turning green light on,
know it’s time for soul, to board His bliss bus
simply looking, doing nothing at all
essence of presence distils attention
that in staid silence we may hear His call
paving the way for our soul’s ascension
S-eek the green light,
E-arly second of January;
A-uthority will issue
N-o clearance to be free.
L-ook for the green light,
O-r else you will descend;
U-se your given license,
I-n time, it will surely
E-nd.
P-ermission to proceed
U-nder the sun so bright
R-emains in the hands of God,
A-sk for the green
L-ight.