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1 Green poems in it! on Sat Sep 06, 2008 8:12 pm

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Green is shamrocks
Green is grass
Green is the color
of doing well in class

Green is feeling
like you're about to pass out
It rises in your esophagus
Eww! about to come out

Green can take you away
to a place you love
fly away
like a dove



I know of a lot of Green things
Green things are Everywhere
As people we enjoy Green Things
Green Things should be cared for

I know of a lot of Green Things
Green Things are alive
As people we care for Green Things
Green Things should be cared for.

Look around and see for yourself
Look around and share the wealth


I look at you and you know what I see?

I see green. Green are your eyes, that have look somewhere else,
But I love just the same. Green eyes that deceived me,
Green was the color of betrayal.
Green is the color of the pain in your eyes.
Green is the color of a liar,
Green was the grass in the day that you told me
How much you would love me
Forever and always
Green was the room
Where I found you with her,
Green was the color of pain,
Green was betrayal
Green is a mystery,
Green can be joyful,
Green can be painful,
Green can be pretty,
Green can mean love,
Green can mean hate,
I see green when I see you,
Green is your color,
Green it will be,
Green are your eyes, that have hurt me so deeply but I love just the same.



green is until i say goodbye
green is the farthest land not yet named
green is black Africa's warm Greek glow
green is the arms of another woman spilling over into my sleep
green is sowing your new clothes to die on the battlefield trying to learn
green is from time to time the chance we might meet
green is compromising sanity to put your arms around the surface of the planet
green is found in Havana, in Oporto, in Jacmel, In Vienna, In Lagos, in Riomaggiore
green is the bars and taverns that seem to happen by the sea in waves
green is the cypresses overgrown with trees
green is the fence upon which poetry leans a ladder up against
green is for two springs that walked along a beach one day
green is winged by beauty with the sweet hope of all things rare
green is all too high to have giving up trying
green is in my arms and the great look of love and i taste eternity
green is yellow before the flood of the Indian Ganges
green is the moonbeams because nothing in the world is single
green is being poor and i have only my dreams curved to kiss
green smiles down from its great height to you i mean
green are the eyes that a prow of a ship wanders through the years through
green is a crown of throns all ignorant of the length of time
green is making a poem for love's sake for the ends of being
green is to forget all the time the buds of May live by fame
green melts in the sun when i closed myself
green is sorting the reasons why the seaweed smell wants no other lover
green in the blue every morning we seem to wake and have trouble with the cat
green teaches me to hear the mermaids singing into a cold sweat
green is red and like it or not the stars burn in my poor old heart
because how slow life seems to be, because green
wanted to break you and forgive me for everything because
green in the pity of your pain believes a man again
green with little kisses and she left me behind
green gone on before me
green to be still
green under some other green
green of me that wanders going on
green out of the rose that is dead
green and as Vladamir Mayakovsky said 'and all creation'


green is until i say goodbye
green is the farthest land not yet named
green is black Africa's warm Greek glow
green is the arms of another woman spilling over into my sleep
green is sowing your new clothes to die on the battlefield trying to learn
green is from time to time the chance we might meet
green is compromising sanity to put your arms around the surface of the planet
green is found in Havana, in Oporto, in Jacmel, In Vienna, In Lagos, in Riomaggiore
green is the bars and taverns that seem to happen by the sea in waves
green is the cypresses overgrown with trees
green is the fence upon which poetry leans a ladder up against
green is for two springs that walked along a beach one day
green is winged by beauty with the sweet hope of all things rare
green is all too high to have giving up trying
green is in my arms and the great look of love and i taste eternity
green is yellow before the flood of the Indian Ganges
green is the moonbeams because nothing in the world is single
green is being poor and i have only my dreams curved to kiss
green smiles down from its great height to you i mean
green are the eyes that a prow of a ship wanders through the years through
green is a crown of throns all ignorant of the length of time
green is making a poem for love's sake for the ends of being
green is to forget all the time the buds of May live by fame
green melts in the sun when i closed myself
green is sorting the reasons why the seaweed smell wants no other lover
green in the blue every morning we seem to wake and have trouble with the cat
green teaches me to hear the mermaids singing into a cold sweat
green is red and like it or not the stars burn in my poor old heart
because how slow life seems to be, because green
wanted to break you and forgive me for everything because
green in the pity of your pain believes a man again
green with little kisses and she left me behind
green gone on before me
green to be still
green under some other green
green of me that wanders going on
green out of the rose that is dead
green and as Vladamir Mayakovsky said 'and all creation'

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