Dreaming to be Green
Composed based on the photo prompt shared by Ariadne Pautina
Some days, the pull is strong,
the need to be a fantastical creature
with powers that transform
with my swinging moods.
A wood nymph perhaps
happy to be rooted,
one with the trees,
and at the same time
comfortable to spread its essence
splattering through the breeze.
Days like these
when hurt rips my heart
travelling too slow
but settling deep like molten tar.
Thorned wines routing
through my veins
pausing only to trap
whatever remaining hope
glows from within,
desperate for freedom from my skin.
Wonder what it would feel like...
spending all day breathing life,
gazing upon the blue skies,
stilled into numbness to process
the harm inflicted, from holding
on to things and words
that were meant to flicker and disperse.
Some remnants of myself refuse to stay.
Eager to flee from the sorrows I summon
in this state of dismay and utter defeat.
Don't know why it was thought
to attribute jealousy to the colour green.
It has only ever meant life
emblazoned by the sun, for me.
Fluttering in the winds
that carry messages from trees.
Beautiful in all its hues...
even envy that in some ways
originates from a place of yearning
what may feel missing within me.
I would rather be doused
in it from head to toe,
submerged fully.
Fragments in any case
escape unknowingly.
Sometimes I kiss them away
when they get heavy,
like burdens
we never agreed to bear
but still have to carry. 
This piece was inspired by the photo prompt provided below by Ariadne Pautina:
Absolutely beautiful! The words, the art… gorgeous! Thank you so much 🖤