"Verdant Hills"


Poets are invited to respond to this mountain-shaped piece of malachite from the Congo in Africa. It was given the poetic name “Verdant Hills.” 


spring green

it doesn’t take much

to fall in love


Vandana Parashar, India



what am I

standing on the mountain top…

a speck of dust


Vandana Parashar, India



through shadowed valley, sunlit hill,

or crevice rarely seen

on all life lays

its carpet of green


Stu Innes, Canada



raffia palm tree -

your fibrous malachite swaths

flow in green each day


Pat Geyer, USA




evergreen mountain

with small poisonous crystals

fatal verdant hills


K. G. Munro, UK





China malachite

old and razor turtle shape

easily broken


K. G. Munro, UK




you green sea turtle -

your fatty malachite swaths

feeds my eyes each day


Pat Geyer, USA





eyes are fixed

on an inexistent

point in space

spring explodes

all around it


Barbara Anna Gaiardoni, Italy




deep forest 

the lingering echoes 

of my childhood


Hifsa Ashraf, Pakistan 



climate change—   

the emerald tide deepens 

sound of the sea
          


Hifsa Ashraf, Pakistan 






paradise 

lost and never regained ...

will we ever learn 


Natalia Kuznetsova, Russia




next lifetime

on the deserted island

just you and I


Natalia Kuznetsova, Russia









falling snow ...

in the midst of fantasies

dreamlike garden 


Natalia Kuznetsova



mountain’s morning -

tea in my glass

also green

       

Wieslaw Karlinski, Poland



the haymaking

in a mountain meadow

indigenous song 

       

Wiesław Karliński, Poland



far beyond 

the rain shadow plains 

green hills 

rise in gentle swells… 

my childhood country 

          

Marilyn Humbert, Australia




the strength 

of her green eyes - 

malachite 

          

Valentina Ranaldi-Adams, USA


lost rainforest 

long may it stay lost 

from human eyes 

       

Tracy Davidson, UK 


beneath the canopy 

of closely-packed trees 

the calls 

of creatures 

long thought extinct 

          

Tracy Davidson, UK 

spring green

a corner of the garden 

springs to life

          

Neena Singh, India 

the arrow points

an enchanted forest

let's meet there

          

Neena Singh, India


an emerald glow

on the mountain... 

a giant rests

         

Neena Singh, India


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