Poetry Thursday–The Colors of Pantoums: Green

Hello, I’ve returned.

Of course the colorful series of the pantoum form is continuing, and according to the order of the rainbow, next is green.  🙂  Apparently, I had the most to say about this color, if the amount of poetry isn’t enough of a tell.

Whelp, let’s just go to the poetry then, I guess.

 

 

Green: Movement One

The fresh mown grass reaches for my nose,
Aching with the growing pains of nature’s renewal.
Nature’s true allure is only revealed after the old decompose
Into something beautiful.

Aching with the growing pains of nature’s renewal,
Synthesize an old rose
Into something beautiful
And free of shadows.

Synthesize an old rose.
Change isn’t unusual
And free of shadows;
Some even consider this growth cruel.

Change isn’t unusual,
With nature’s typical approach of repose.
Some consider this growth cruel.
Why is that, do you suppose?

With nature’s typical approach of repose,
Buds become flowers, become more like jewels.
Why is that, do you suppose?
Old and new in an eternal duel.

Buds become flowers, become more like jewels.
The fresh mown grass reaches for my nose—
Old and new in an eternal duel.
Nature’s true allure is only revealed after the old decompose.

 
Green: Movement Two

It’s only money, they say,
Not the essence of evil, just green paper.
Enlightenment will come one day,
But for now, greed traps them like flypaper.

Not the essence of evil, just green paper,
Just tilted, smirking clichés.
But for now, greed traps them like flypaper.
What’s the damn delay?

Just titled, smirking clichés
Demanding their immediate green paper.
What’s the damn delay?
They’re building new skyscrapers. (Again.)

Demanding their immediate green paper—
Their greedy way or the highway.
They’re building new skyscrapers. (Again.)
Everyone else they’ll be sure to underpay.

Their greedy way or the highway.
Wall Street paid off the local newspaper,
Everyone else they’ll be sure to underpay.
Wage slaves will do anything for green paper.

Wall Street paid off the local newspaper.
Does this look like doomsday?
Wage slaves will do anything for green paper.
Pray for more, little prey.

Does this look like doomsday?
This wealth is all but water vapor.
Pray for more, little prey,
But not today, the day enslaved by green paper.

This wealth is all but water vapor.
Enlightenment will come one day,
But not today the day enslaved by green paper.
It’s only money, they say.

 
Green: Movement Three

A little thing called growth.
This makes the fragile into something stronger.
But don’t fall under sloth,
Or else your family will lose honor.

This makes the fragile into something stronger.
Do not what you envy, but what you loath,
Or else your family will lose honor,
You’ll lose what has been outgrowth.

Do not what you envy, but what you loath.
Let yourself ponder—
You’ll lose what has been outgrowth
In a somber display of a monster’s slaughter.

Let yourself ponder,
But don’t fall under sloth.
In a somber display of a monster’ slaughter—
A little thing called growth.

 
Green: Movement Four

You have the green light,
All you needed was permission.
Go ahead—it’ll be alright.
Follow through with your mission.

All you needed was permission.
Your hesitation is burning our daylight.
Follow through with your mission—
Nothing looks better in hindsight.

Your hesitation is burning our daylight.
You have all you need in your skill acquisition.
Nothing looks better in hindsight—
Don’t be lost in transmission.

You have all you need in your skill acquisition.
Go ahead—it’ll be alright.
Don’t be lost in transmission;
You have the green light.

 

 

Hope you enjoyed! ❤

Blue is next–the favorite color of the majority of the human population.  So, come back for that if you feel so inclined.

Okay, bye!

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