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The Color Missing
Red, black, and blue are the colors of our work pens. Red is the color of the blood we spill on other people’s mistakes. Blue is the color of the songs we sing on tax forms or pay stubs- every page has a secret melody. Black is the color of the streets we fear most. Black is the color of our signature of approval. Black is the color of our death.
‘But what about the Green pens?’ I ask. They say ‘the ink is too hard to see.’
black love, blue, color, death, green, red, yellow,
Pattering rain shattering on grey road
With grisly green umbrella she troad
In a black attire looking ghostly white
Her red woeful eyes sending fearful jilt.
Watery moon painting yellowish lips
Frozen fear dancing on pink finger tips
Her flowing hair sweeping pain of ashes
An orange lamp blinking passing wishes.
Violet blooms falling from whining trees
Covering brown earth - a graveyard in pleas
Ah nature, dull and dreary, standing still
Her fervid eloquence under blue spill.
My canary cage cried a fearful moan
While eyes shifted, into thin air she gone.
Third Place in STRAND PICK 8,any theme,any form Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand
depression, earth, emotions, green, grief, nature,
Nature and Nature fight,
To switch off the light.
And to grab the right,
that loosens us at night.
People say it's not good,
since it grabs our food.
For so it should,
Be called Hudhud.
A day for destructing,
a decade for reconstructing.
With such power of its Incoming,
And an obstacle for Outgoing.
Bye bye Hudhud,
Never again say you could.
A time is reached in life if one remains
Alive to tell the tale: those certain things
He once performed routinely, ascertains
The notion, habits must desist which brings
About awareness: His mortality.
Employment ends; Retirement is here.
The monthly saving wanes. Frugality
submits to lavish tastes. The thirty year
Installment loan is paid. But now he’s glum.
He now forbears purchasing bananas
That are unripe for fear his death may come
before they ripen. Shakespeariana
Unfolding: Final act that yields a frown:
The man’s demise, they ring the curtain down.
confusion, death, imagination, life, mystery
Frank to hide death
death of a friend, funny, green, grief,
About the deceased say either good or nothing,
Therefore at the funeral of the deceased chief,
The subordinates danced in full silence,
With happy faces, but slowly with grief!
death, life, nature, sad, green,
Remember the days when life
Was all we thought about ?
It slipped by being alive
Could end when death turnout ?
One more among the crowd
To admire to whole tree
When the green leaves have sprout
There’s not much to see
On a tree that’s almost empty
It’s leaves spread on the ground
In one dead leaf there’s still beauty
That if looked for can be found
The last green leaf that has turned brown
Will still be beautiful after falling down
animal, death, food, water,
Tanka – Anaconda
Wandering eyes spots dinner.
Standing by the water’s edge
Relishes his final sip.
death, environment, green, life, nature, science, truth,
Where life does flourish,
In the heat of the jungle,
Death always follows --
Raising souls from the nether;
Reborn in starry ether.
animal, bereavement, child, childhood, mystery, mythology, scary,
The green eyed monster is under the bed,
Hopefully it is just in my head!
Now it's in the closet,
Right now I wish it would be struck by a comet.
The green eyed monster is under the bed,
But I know it is just in my head.
anti bullying, art, aubade, beach, blessing, candy, care, cry, daffodils, death, green, hair, night, parents, patriotic, philosophy, poetry, purple, usa,
Its a toe in the water,
its a trigger to start,
but its never the past as we can all be alike our hi-speed-art,
it's a reason to gloat,
like seasonal boast-
but it will never code,
honestly its just our doe.
Note that later in the year is your caustic example,
note that your remarks hash tag your preambles,
but I am not sinner in the clear,
but I have two goddamn ears,
you have an allegory of toss-ups for the gamble,
but no precepts.
earth day, flower, funeral, garden, green, life, nature,
The Silent white grave,
Muted chirrups of sparrows
Fallen petals of Green dreams
Just put your ear very close
Hear the last melodies
Sung by a cuckoo.
Gaze at the White surface
See the last steps of grassy dances!
Just Smell it,
Feel the last blooming of a jasmine!
A forest is sleeping inside a paper.
You are strange Creature!
Same as a human,
Writing poems about forests,
trees, worms, rivers, and leaves.
Pretending not to see
That you are writing on a white grave!
Killing the word “Sincerity”
Burying the corpse of a forest!
blue, dream, funeral, green, morning, nature, rain, storm,
She noticed a wild beauty of her own-rain.
She lived in Michigan
Blue rain kissed the green trees
But only one tree made her heart sing
A storm was coming in the distance
A hurricane of peace forced her to dream big dreams
As the night of regret fades
The bear, the berry, the rain, the wild
All beautifully crafted
these new sculptors of art
Proper artists without knives
So she sang of ol’ Michigan’s nature to gray skies.
but this rainstorm was a storm of all storms. she cried, she wept, and then she fainted
Michigan’s nature lived in her
art, earth, green, grief, sorry,
Fingers with green tinge,
smell of earth,
reminds of a smothered leaf.
body, community, death, funny, green,
Don’t let your neighbours decompose
Make sure they are well
Or else they go green and blot
And also start to smell
Once you detect an awful stench
Don’t wait for garbage day
It won’t get better, only worse
Take measures right away
Request welfare check at once
We’d rather cut them fresh
Putrefaction will advance
And bugs will feast on flesh..
Just keep this image in your mind
Believe me, it’s that gross
Be a responsible adult
Don’t let them decompose
abuse, age, dark, death, imagery, metaphor,
Red light, Green light, cigarette buds
Red means stop,
green means go,
cigarette buds punched out in an dirty ash tray
means death is coming for you
and love has run out,
just as the man trying to blow through
the intersection we all know as 'life'
smoking his cigarette clouding his car
with ash and smoke
till the eighteen wheeler rams him off the road
and he turns into fire and ash
like his blackened lungs from all the cigarette buds
that were punched out in the ashtray we all call 'reality'
Red the symbol for blood, which flows from his open wounds
green for his greed for rushing through life
and the cigarette buds that littered his so-called 'great life'
devotion, funeral, loss, green,
Green green grass
Crystal tears with heart felt whispers
Blue sky with cream teeth
Green green grass
(hold that thought)
Glassed water grasped
To carry forth
Green green grass
Hold that thought
Tend then pass
Smart black tie
Shake and smile
Avoid the eye
Deep breath enter in
Let them begin
Then stare at the floor
'Bye bye darling'
(using colours and images as a distraction to absolutely the worst day of my life)
death, imagination, nature
Praying Mantis at basement door
I had not seen you here before
So lime green you stand out
Scarey enough to make me shout
Died next day in pool filter__gore
beauty, flower, green, grief, insect, light, rainforest,
Unassuming beauty of emerald evergreen.
Verdure cool patches of sombre sunscreen.
Flowerless soft carpets of impasto strokes.
The gorgeous mossy sponge .. vibrance evokes.
The gregarious green hosts.. fungi, frog, insect
The bedecked forest floors.. symbiosis perfect.
Soft velvet cuddles close....the roots and trees hard.
Light and shade brighten up....the dank courtyard.
The rolling stones all frown..they grimace.. in grief.
Can't we gather the Moss?..the beauty ..leaf by leaf !!
Dated 11th November 2018
Submitted to the Overlooked Beauty Poetry Contest.
Sponsor Jesse Rowe.
death, loss, lost love, love,
She left, my green-eyed angel,
On heaven’s celestial train,
As the stars they all shone over rooftops
In the distance to where she would go;
And her face blurred behind condensation
In a flicker of absinthe and snow.
She held, in thrall with her laughter,
When darkness crept over walls,
And her kisses burned long in the memory
From the lips of a priestess or queen,
So eternal her spark of cracked emerald
In eyes so emphatically green.
She shines, as her train is receding
Down tracks that are speckled with frost,
And although her physique has now vanished
A bright soul such as hers never dies
Yet remains incandescent and vibrant
Like the warm ocean jade of her eyes.
beach, bereavement, boat, boy, celebration, friendship, fun, games, green, mystery, nature, old, places,
confidence, engagement, gender, gothic, green, grief, hair, hello, integrity, life, pain, red, silence, solitude, sorry, sun, surreal, tree, youth,
This expert excursion...
sweet sweet soliloquy?
Checking every bucket box,
chiming like strife to be?
Frank Zappa may have had his platter eaten-
Joseph Gobbles his Dotton feelie' wheels,
but made the park his whole weighted keel?
When you wouldn't leave the stuffy car to pray for a deal?
How can the forcery stars not end up real?
anxiety, class, fathers day, green, grief, i miss you, identity, senses, summer,
Sterilize the enterprise...
Pro-rate your eloquence,
slanty' cases and raging races...
Be hotter than road modern!
Beget the racers in the Stallium!
I am raving the major,
they take away the meed and complacent-
I am the smasher and head Caser!
Take me to the ancient hollow that was never endangered!
RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY
Green goddess has four faces
Death, Death, Death, Death
Poet: Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty
jan oskar hansen
appreciation, aubade, baptism, green, grief, hair,
This is my last letter
I have loved you from the first time I saw you
Something about your eyes
And the kindness of your heart
You know if you can explain love there is none
You are going on a long journey
With your man and that is ok,
And when you return will not be here
I just want to tell you how much I love you
How much I enjoyed your breathe
The aroma of your body when you’re teasing
Me with your youth and my old age
I didn`t even hope but took the nearness of you
As a dulcet dream unobtainable.
Love is a rainbow it does not tell you where it falls
Good bye my darling thinking of you
Have eased the burden of my later years