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James Foley Jul 2019
I can see the sea through a branch of green leaves,
And there's nothing else visible, nothing else green:
Like a void with no other world out there,
No other world anywhere.
And I think of you and wonder where
You are and if you wonder where
I am night now. But why should you care?
Someone dear but distant.
Orchid Jul 2019
The world spins regardless of weather,
It rotates and breathes what we never hold.
And all that’s left is just to wonder,
Why is it the air and the planets are so bold
When all we have is nothing to be sold.
So therefore what reason do we have to be so cold?
If the place we live in never stops to gander,
Why do we feel we need to ponder?
And if the sky and the seas find hosanna,
       Why can’t I?
Cox Jul 2019
The girls pants were the colour of lava,
The girl loved sweet doom and drama.

The stars in the sky were acid green,
The boy she loved became very mean.

The cacti had peach flowers,
The clouds would endlessly weep for hours.

She lies quietly on her bed,
The weak flower was her dread.

She closes her eyes and dreams of a new place,
Never wanting nothing more to head out into the dark space...
Joyce Jul 2019
green lace, straight face
floating down the aisle
with a bottled juice drink in hand
i blinked from where i stand
forced myself to look away
but on second glance, i stayed
longer than i should have
“what an odd taste”, i say
both for you, and for me
I try to draw a heart
I find it filling the sky
From the fourth direction is appeared
From the south to north and the west to the east
Like the big cloud being passed

Having red color inside and out
Make me attracted to be at
Filling the universe with light
Getting the soul wanting to fly
Having two arrows passing at
One carrying your name got in
The name of mine flies and I forget
I remember only your marvelous
Who reflects your inelegance

It reflects green light
Destroying every worst
To make the land in kind
Pushing good smell to be out
drawing a heart at the sky is the imagination method to get a good reflecting of sense
ANTONIO Ainnoot Jun 2019
So violently violet.
I’m a bruised discolored soul.
The grass looked so green
when I was blue,
but not every light means go!
Halsey had a lyric that said

“You were red, and you liked me because I was blue
But you touched me, and suddenly I was a lilac sky
Then you decided purple just wasn't for you“

I thought it was great and wanted to play with the theme of color.
Ashley Kaye Jun 2019
Plein air, plein air
B r e a t h e
But I crave the city

the sound it runs
among the trees
a nameless thing
Awakens

the green, such green
G A Z E
I drink the shadow
lying between

the sun it falls
below its line
The birds they cry
placate them

the time, the time
B L I N K
But I mourn the dash

the mind it stops.
see how dead the wooded can be

infinitely
small
moment.
Forest evening; June 2019
Colm Jun 2019
There is no green bright enough
In all the trees
Or in every sea
To tell of how envious I am of you
Yup - At finding such a friend true

And good for you
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