"viridescence" poems - Hello Poetry

brown-eyed boy, you haunt my dream with your golden gleam brown-eyed boy, i wonder if your touch is as soft as the way you lay your eyes upon me *[like i was fragile glass, and a simple whisper is enough to shatter me]* brown-eyed boy, you’re neither the blues of the deep abyss or the viridescence of oak leaves brown-eyed boy, you’re the soil nourishing me all the riches of this earth the oxygen i breathe and brown-eyed boy? loving you is like overindulging in honey *[for you're so sweet and who am i to resist?]* -

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Feb 18, 2018

Feb 18, 2018 at 5:06 AM UTC

startlingstars

brown-eyed boy

brown-eyed boy, you haunt my dream with your golden gleam brown-eyed boy, i wonder if your touch is as soft as the way you lay your eyes upon me *[like i was fragile glass, and a simple whisper is enough to shatter me]* brown-eyed boy, you’re neither the blues of the deep abyss or the viridescence of oak leaves brown-eyed boy, you’re the soil nourishing me all the riches of this earth the oxygen i breathe and brown-eyed boy? loving you is like overindulging in honey *[for you're so sweet and who am i to resist?]* -

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she was soaking in the crimson red bath and it wasn’t water it wasn’t champagne either rewinding to the day he went running in the wood with his son laughing, joking they were the sky turns rouge just like the color of her cheek blushing from the heat of the oven waiting for them at home smiling. It all happened so fast If his mind is like the black box on the aeroplane then they found a flash of an animal startled by his car headlights frozen to the spot then what once lucid became the color of her hair snow white’s jet-black. fast forward to the day two old couples sitting side by side no words were uttered it’s the most beautiful time of the year outside was a celebration of color lights flickering yellow Christmas trees viridescence the child’s cherry colored pom pom but all that got a shade brighter thanks to heaps and heaps of snow not ivory but transparent like those droplets running from the corner of the dad’s eyes.

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Dec 8, 2013

Dec 8, 2013 at 10:08 AM UTC

thuc-anh

A. Couple, water, red, running, and animal

she was soaking in the crimson red bath and it wasn’t water it wasn’t champagne either rewinding to the day he went running in the wood with his son laughing, joking they were the sky turns rouge just like the color of her cheek blushing from the heat of the oven waiting for them at home smiling. It all happened so fast If his mind is like the black box on the aeroplane then they found a flash of an animal startled by his car headlights frozen to the spot then what once lucid became the color of her hair snow white’s jet-black. fast forward to the day two old couples sitting side by side no words were uttered it’s the most beautiful time of the year outside was a celebration of color lights flickering yellow Christmas trees viridescence the child’s cherry colored pom pom but all that got a shade brighter thanks to heaps and heaps of snow not ivory but transparent like those droplets running from the corner of the dad’s eyes.

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Ever since I was a child I would hear the wind whisper my name Let the music of the heavens utter the tune of my youth I wanted the cool breeze to swiftly flow over the delicate tiger lily that sleeps in the loam of my mothers garden bed Let yellow flecks of it's sweet nectar disembark upon my rose flushed cheeks My bare feet trot through the abundant marshy terrain Jumping into the untouched sapphire water, watching the ripple in the waves empower the subtle pond I want to live in green. Because green is more than just a color, it's a way of life Green is the leaves that produce us air in which we inhale giving us viability Green is the sky which reflects onto the sun thus creating eternal being Green is the tranquility of everyday life bringing us closer as individuals verses grouping us in pointless classifications Green is not only a color, she is a person She is the creator of Earths viridescence Founder of all things beautiful, Producer of all sounds wholesome All this time I found out, she has been whispering my name.

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Apr 13, 2014

Apr 13, 2014 at 8:07 PM UTC

emily-mary

She is a Person

Ever since I was a child I would hear the wind whisper my name Let the music of the heavens utter the tune of my youth I wanted the cool breeze to swiftly flow over the delicate tiger lily that sleeps in the loam of my mothers garden bed Let yellow flecks of it's sweet nectar disembark upon my rose flushed cheeks My bare feet trot through the abundant marshy terrain Jumping into the untouched sapphire water, watching the ripple in the waves empower the subtle pond I want to live in green. Because green is more than just a color, it's a way of life Green is the leaves that produce us air in which we inhale giving us viability Green is the sky which reflects onto the sun thus creating eternal being Green is the tranquility of everyday life bringing us closer as individuals verses grouping us in pointless classifications Green is not only a color, she is a person She is the creator of Earths viridescence Founder of all things beautiful, Producer of all sounds wholesome All this time I found out, she has been whispering my name.

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