Poem a Day-April 16
April 16
Green
I painted every
Wall green
Yes green
Not all the same shade
Of course
But green
I like green
I’m Finnish
Well my grandfather
Was
So I can be
When I want to
Finns like
Green
So I’m Told
Not gold
Green
I painted
The outside green
Too
Polish green
They said
Looks terrible
They said
But it was
Green.
My house.
My green.
I like
Green
When I left
They
Painted it brown
Yuck
Green
I painted every
Wall green
Yes green
Not all the same shadeOf course
But green
I like green
I’m Finnish
Well my grandfather
Was
So I can be
When I want to
Finns like
Green
So I’m Told
Not gold
Green
I painted
The outside green
Too
Polish green
They saidLooks terrible
They said
But it was
Green.
My house.
My green.
I like
Green
When I left
They
Painted it brown
Yuck
posted by Dr.John at 11:00 PM
8 Comments:
Green (also my fave) is way better than yucky squishy brown. I love the stream-of-conscientious feel to your poem.
Nuttin' wrong with green... I'm still choosing a color! I will never be QUICK with my poems because every day involves making a decision!
I don't mind green but I wouldn't want EVERYTHING painted green! (wink)
I've enjoyed your poems Dr. John :)
I love this poem and the way you have laid it out is equally delightful.
At twilight last night, toward the end of 2 days' worth of rain, the green outside of my window was so beautiful it almost hurt my eyes.
Green is my fav!
and here I was mistaken in thinking GREEN was IRISH
live and learn...Thanks Doc..! BTW...Great peom
Green is the color of my soul. I am sure of it. Light and fresh and growing and ALIVE!
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