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Tuesday, February 20, 2024

Colour Me Green

 


Colour me green
like the weeping willow
drooping her long fronds
into the lake
when I was a child; green
like the garden I grew
as a young mother to feed
my hungry children; green
like the old growth forest
I stood on the road to save
in 1993. Colour me green.

Colour me green, like
the log train trail where
my wolf-dog and I walked daily,
missing our west coast rambles;
green like the big maples
in our yard, green like
the grassy kingdom he ruled
until he died.

Colour me green, like the forested slopes
of Wah-nah-juss, like the Tonquin trail,
like the moss in my yard, like
the sea grass at Wickaninnish,
green like the sea itself in certain
lights and seasons.

My heart was purple when I was young,
and then it was sky blue. But now,
as I grow ever closer to the earth,
as I bend to delight in small
fairy gardens, in baby trees,
and wildflowers,
in the wee beings that
cover Mother Earth in finery,
- now and forever -
colour me green.



16 comments:

  1. Green has been part of your story throughout your life. I loved the last stanza, and enjoy picturing you bending to delight in baby trees! Smiles.

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  2. I see your footsteps in every word of the poem. It's a long journey and now we are with you too. I love the portion Mary has already mentioned. The poem begins and ends in beauty.

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  3. "the grassy kingdom" brought tears, but also joy. I will be seeing you green as all you love, as many kinds of green as exist. This is my new favorite of all your poems! Sharing!

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  4. Those who have followed your poetry, would automatically associate you and it..with Green, as a champion of earth and all its creatures... what a beautiful poem.

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  5. Hear, hear!

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  6. I enjoyed your green poem, Sherry, which gave me hope for the coming weeks. We have a willow in our garden, a corkscrew not a weeping one, and it has little pale green leaf buds on it right now. I love the hint of nostalgia in your green.

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  7. Yes green is a healing colour - the emerald of life that surrounds us. This is full of life.

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  8. Ahhhh ... many of us have walked part of your referenced journey ... there is a grace, a grandeur a dignity and a serene wisdom as green as mother earth herself.

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  9. Beautifully Green!

    PK

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  10. Well of course your colour would be green ..The Green Queen....LOL ....Rall

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  11. Oh Sherry! Gorgeous poetry, well-nourished in green, the evergreen of memories and the green of the earth. Each detail grows to encompass a heart with the love of nature (and its defense). Enjoyed this walk with you through green.

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  12. Green is a healing color. I have always found it to be so.

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  13. I love the idea of you coloured green - you have always seemed that way to me in our online chats - Suzanne - Wordpress blog - Wayfaring.

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  14. Oh I love this poem. You were and are green in all the passages of you life, always growing, always reaching for light.

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  15. I love this poem!! And you shall be colored green from this day forward!!

    annell

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  16. Love this poem!! annell

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