Man With Green Hair

Written about my friend on WC, Doc. This is a slightly different version than the first one I wrote some time ago.

I know a man, a funny writer is he,

he writes poems of a green haired man with such glee.

I love the man with green hair,

I love how his poems have color everywhere.

To hear his poems, I would walk a mile,

because they always make me smile.

I wish when I tell him what I think,

I could type it with letters that are bright pink!

But, there is no pink ink that I can use,

I can't even type in beautiful chartreuse.

Me,oh my, alas and alack,

all I can type with is black!  

   

 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I love witnessing the love between fond writers on this website! You make your tribute stand out in a colorful way with childlike wonder. In my opinion, this world is often lacking warmth & affection, so I applaud you for using your poetic talent to spread it around freely & frolicky! (((HUGS)) Fondly, Margie

[Barbara Walker]

Thank you, Margie

[Chris Shaw]

A fun write Barbara. Anyone who can make others smile is precious in my book. Not enough laughter and smiles these days. Your green haired man has my vote and I enjoyed your tribute.

Chris

[Barbara Walker]

thanks, glad you enjoyed it. It wa fun to write!

[Iam-me]

I love this Barbara, upbeat and cheerful. Like the man with green hair. We should have more people like him, in this world. Putting more colour into a sad world in general.

[Barbara Walker]

Thank you!

[Paul Bell]

Sure Doc will be over the moon with your tribute.
Sort of like the idea of green hair.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear friend for sharing the hopeful and fun poetry to read. You made me smile tonight. I hope all is going well with you.
Coyote

[Barbara Walker]

Thank you for reviewing this piece, Johnny. I hope things are going well for you. I have a new saying for myself-"It's ALWAYS something!" And not very good things, either. On Monday evening I got in an accident and I totaled my car. I do realize I am very lucky not to be hurt or breaking my neck, but, oh Johnny, I stress on how I am going to get to doctor appts. the pharmacy and grocer. I hav no way to get another car.It's always something!

[Coyote Poetry]

I understand. It seems we can never catch-up. You are welcome dear Barbara.

[Einstein Noodle]

oh to be able to express humor ...some are able with such ease it seems ..i am like you Barb! alas...only black ;} nice tribute to the Doc!
E.

[Barbara Walker]

Thank you for reviewing this piece, E.