As Green As Malachite

As Green As Malachite

A Poem by Poppy Ruth Silver

I remember how green the grass was
when I was younger, now only concrete
paves this deserted landscape

Seems most things are in a state
of rapid decay here, love and respect
die more each hour on this battle field

Boundaries do not exist
a forgotten thing, merely a memory
like the bat shaped jumper you threw away

You denied doing so at first
full of holes, you later said
I loved that threadbare, safety blanket

It was more than something to keep me warm
it became a part of me, melded to my skin
was a comfort thing, guess I've always felt lonely

The eldest example setter
the one expected to be in charge
when on her knees was and is never seen

The silent survivor
ghost like warrior
haunted by her trials

The burdened one who had to accept
in consequence, embraced her fate too late
the unrecognised sunbeam in apocalyptic skies

Guess I have always been lonely
regardless of that bat shaped jumper
which cloaked my distaste for being alive

The grass used to look a lot greener (as green as malachite)
perhaps hope always shines brighter
through the innocence of a child's eyes







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oh this one tugged at my heart. As a girl who was the culmination of generations of those "Casual with their offspring" my heart just went to the little girl in the picture. To tell her, you are loved.
the unrecognised sunbeam in apocalyptic skies - light in a dark place. you are.
Peace.

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Poppy Ruth Silver

1 Year Ago

TL, thank you so much, that is a beautiful thing to say...I appreciate such kindness and you :)



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I enjoy scrolling through the back pages and I'm back for a re-read of this. It hasn't lost its flavour,

Excellent poetry.

T

Posted 1 Year Ago


oh this one tugged at my heart. As a girl who was the culmination of generations of those "Casual with their offspring" my heart just went to the little girl in the picture. To tell her, you are loved.
the unrecognised sunbeam in apocalyptic skies - light in a dark place. you are.
Peace.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poppy Ruth Silver

1 Year Ago

TL, thank you so much, that is a beautiful thing to say...I appreciate such kindness and you :)
A beautiful poem Poppy Silver.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Poppy Ruth Silver

1 Year Ago

Thank you :)
It's funny to think that hope is something learned. Nice piece, Pops. Made me consider that.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Poppy Ruth Silver

2 Years Ago

Thank you hon :)
Beautiful photos and amazing use of words and thoughts.
"The grass used to look a lot greener (as green as malachite)
perhaps hope always shines brighter
through the innocence of a child's eyes"
In a child's eyes. They see the world with different goals and hope. Thank you my dear friend for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Poppy Ruth Silver

2 Years Ago

And thank you for your kind thoughts love...
Coyote Poetry

2 Years Ago

You are welcome my dear friend.
I love how you used the jumper to be such a powerful motif in this piece. Great job!

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Poppy Ruth Silver

2 Years Ago

Many thanks love...
I enjoyed reading this, especially as it is about the colour green. Malachite is a bright green, all we can do is enjoy the duller shades of now. How about Ao, Regent or Myrtle green?

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Poppy Ruth Silver

2 Years Ago

Any would suit...thanks love...
This poem gave me chills. It almost felt as if the past had become a dead thing.
So, I drifted along not knowing exactly where I was in space and time. You have
a way of triggering serious emotions.


Posted 2 Years Ago


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Poppy Ruth Silver

2 Years Ago

I really appreciate your kind thoughts love...
It's really nostalgic. Reminds of that Pink Floyd song... what was it? ahhh.. TIME. Yea.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Poppy Ruth Silver

2 Years Ago

Great song :)
For concrete, read scar tissue. Like grass, the heart can be also covered over, memories, thank goodness, are forever. T



Posted 2 Years Ago


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Poppy Ruth Silver

2 Years Ago

Thank you T, nice to see you :)

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Poppy Ruth Silver
Poppy Ruth Silver

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Merry Meet all, welcome to my page. I write mainly poetry but I also write stream of thought prose. I also create spoken word poetry and have a couple of novels on the go (dust covered albeit;) My .. more..

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