Watching Green

 

Green is dancing in the trees

It laughs in the sunlight

Growing toward the heavens

Trying to touch the clouds

No two have ever been the same

All green is unique

 

Green is always around,

In the yard and on for infinity

Out racing the wind

It sways with playful grace

And tickles the skin

When you lay on it

 

Green livens the spirit

Making the world a better place

Every time we take a break and

Start watching green.

Reviews

[Jessikah Marie]

simply beautiful, yet inspiring.

[T. F. Rice]

check out this contest: "being green"
http://www.writerscafe.org/contests/7879/

[Constance L. Hartwell]

Being a poet has nothing to do with having a Ph.D. in literature. Yes, there is a technique to it... there's even a poetic language. But the good thing about poetry is that it's subjective; like any other art form. What we all consider poetry is in fact relative. You don't have to follow a gazillion rules to create a masterpiece. :) Anywho, this piece was absolutly brillant. The word choice was perfect! It flowed very well.Please do not change a thing about this poem. I enjoyed reading it. Kudos.

[Sean Allen]

Colorful for sure. I will take better notice of the different greens today!

[Raven Held]

I love this piece. There was absolutely no awkwardness in it at all, and the imagery you evoked is pure and glorious. Very well done.

Thanks for sharing!

Best,
Raven

[J. Alexis Balaguer]

What beautiful descriptions.
Fresh life!
It was a good little read.

[Queen Jummarrium]

I loved that so much. It was amazing and beautiful. Green is the best color in the world and it would be hard for someone to disagree after reading that wonderful poem.

[Nautili]

nice, especially with springtime on the horizon.