Here are the poems of the week:
Green
By Blixen
Green is the moving nature of the vast forest.
Green is the sound of nature creeping around you.
Green is the feeling of the morning dew on your bare feet.
Green is the smell of freshly cut grass on a bright hot sunny day.
Green is the taste of fresh salad crunching in your mouth.
Green is nature.
Black
By Navy Miller
Black is a serpent's eyes before it strikes.
Black is the sound of death.
Black is a panther's fur.
Black is the smell of a dying plant.
Black is the taste of a rotten strawberry.
Black is sadness.
Imagination
by White Tiger
Imagination is a black fiery horse charing at you.
Imagination is the fluttering of a butterfly's wings.
Imagination is touching lava yet not getting burnt.
Imagination is the smell of sweet daisies.
Imagination is creating the most wonderful and tasty food out of thin air.
Imagination is loving.
Peace
by Samantha Judy
Peace is to see no war.
Peace is to hear no noise.
Peace is to touch kindness.
Peace is to smell fresh air.
Peace is to taste the sweet juice in your mouth.
Peace feels like happiness.
Green
By Blixen
Green is the moving nature of the vast forest.
Green is the sound of nature creeping around you.
Green is the feeling of the morning dew on your bare feet.
Green is the smell of freshly cut grass on a bright hot sunny day.
Green is the taste of fresh salad crunching in your mouth.
Green is nature.
Black
By Navy Miller
Black is a serpent's eyes before it strikes.
Black is the sound of death.
Black is a panther's fur.
Black is the smell of a dying plant.
Black is the taste of a rotten strawberry.
Black is sadness.
Imagination
by White Tiger
Imagination is a black fiery horse charing at you.
Imagination is the fluttering of a butterfly's wings.
Imagination is touching lava yet not getting burnt.
Imagination is the smell of sweet daisies.
Imagination is creating the most wonderful and tasty food out of thin air.
Imagination is loving.
Peace
by Samantha Judy
Peace is to see no war.
Peace is to hear no noise.
Peace is to touch kindness.
Peace is to smell fresh air.
Peace is to taste the sweet juice in your mouth.
Peace feels like happiness.