Color of marbles and Luna moths and sea glass,
of raw youth’s inexperience
and cold hard cash.
Color of movements and parties;
the chlorophylled light
of leaf-fringed canopies.
Color of magic and malachite,
myth and tea,
of life and growth and jealousy.
The signature hue of a singular Fairy.
Color of dryads and druids and
the color caught in Lena’s eyes.
Color of farmers’ markets,
and tomatoes’ leathery leaves,
the too-sharp scent of just-pulled weeds.
Color of woodlands and meadows and mantises.
Moss- and fern-touched,
the shades of green.
— C.Birde, 7/16