the color Green

A constructive way to let out one of my most-suffered emotions.

I never understood
why green is the color of envy.
Green, the color of new life: the springtime
leaves of supple crocuses, the snow-drop’s stem,
the tiny blades of vernal life
poking through the crinkled brown,
and the shade of beginnings and of peaceful forests
dappled by filtered sunlight.

Envy is not green; it is not seen
at all, but heard
as a gyrating dissonance – an imperfect
suspension hung in the thick, crystal air –
a tension suckled by rapid heartbeats
and flushed, tightened cheeks.

Envy is the split second of silence
between the discord
and the resolve;
it lacks more than it knows and less than it wants,
endlessly empty and eternally requiring resolution.

One day, that chord will come
to break the silence, complete the cadence,
end the holding of breath that is
envy’s dissonance.
But for now, envy is without.  

I never understood
why green is the color of envy.

Reviews

[Gordon]

GREATNESS!!! I am new on this site and have only read probably less than 200 poems by members and this one is one of my favorites. It flowed very smoothly, it ryhmed even though it didn't. (if you know what I mean)

I am very picky when it comes to critiques and I wouldn't change a thing on this so it's a 10/10.

I'm green with envy!

[Charles D. Moorer]

"Envy is not green; it is not seen
at all, but heard
as a gyrating dissonance � an imperfect
suspension hung in the thick, crystal air �
a tension suckled by rapid heartbeats
and flushed, tightened cheeks" is my favorite passage. I never understood why green is the color of envy.

[Emily B]

I never understood it, either. To me, green is the color of living. Amazing stuff.

[lauren emily]

This is very good. It almost shows everything green can be..