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Monday Poetry Prompt: Green

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This week let’s write a green poem without using the word “green”. That color has come to represent a lot in our language so let’s play with that. It’s not easy but post your poem in the comments below.

About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry lovers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. His first poetry collection, Wednesday Night Regular, written in and about strip clubs, was published in 2013. His second, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, a chapbook of food inspired poetry was served in 2017. He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2021. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.

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17 thoughts on “Monday Poetry Prompt: Green”

  1. “Nature’s Bold Canvas”

    In a land where the grass meets the sky,
    And the trees stretch their arms, reaching high,
    Nature’s palette is bold,
    In the tales it has told,
    Underneath the vast, open sky.

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    Posted by Fay Ann Swearing | March 11, 2024, 7:14 AM
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  2. This was published two years ago in Medusa’s Kitchen. I’ve always loved this poem.

    Green Gate

    I walked this path
    with you before
    the grass stained
    footsteps green.
    No gate, no barrier
    could keep
    our joyful laughs
    contained.
    But now the path
    is overgrown.
    Stillness makes
    no sound.
    Green gate
    a guard,
    a reprimand
    to keep
    our shadows out.

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    Posted by crazy4yarn2 | March 11, 2024, 8:48 AM
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  3. And I’m a rule breaker. What a team!

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    Posted by crazy4yarn2 | March 11, 2024, 7:39 PM
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  5. RAINBOW MOODS

    Violet comforts me with her sympathetic hand
    Indigo sinks me into an ocean of sadness
    Blue gives me freedoom to rise above
    Green guides me towards hope
    Yellow brightens evey cell in me
    Orange infuses me with ecstatic happiness
    Red captivates me with excitement

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    Posted by Cassa Bassa | March 16, 2024, 8:22 AM
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  6. THE COLOURS OF NATURE

    Grass, sky and sand
    Are my favourite colours
    Wherever I am
    Freshly cut grass
    Rain washed sky
    Sunlit sand
    They remind me of home
    Far away
    But closer than my skin

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    Posted by Cassa Bassa | March 17, 2024, 8:19 AM
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