Day 23 & WPC: Prolific yellow and green

Today a cento made of song lyrics and a war between green and yellow in images.

Challenge 23: “Today, we challenge you to honor this idea with a poem based in sound. The poem, for example, could incorporate overheard language. Perhaps it could incorporate a song lyric in some way…”

This gave me an idea that I’ve been harbouring for a while. Charlotte did it first and I remembered. This is my first cento (or collage poem), a poetic form made up of lines from poems by other poets, just that in my case, as Charlotte did it too, every line of the poem is taken from the lyrics of another song.

To make it more fun (oh, what fun I’ve been having this April!), all lines include either the colour yellow or green. The last eight lines are from two songs in which both colours are mentioned in the space of four lines. How convenient.

Why? Because they have been prolifically at war on the way to my beach this Friday, and photos in the gallery below are the proof.

But first a dialogue between yellow and green. How many songs do you know? (Click on a line that you don’t know, links help.)

A prolific yellow and green discussion

Have you seen green? Have you seen green grass?
So green, grass. So green. I’d like to be like that.

All that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree.

I guess it’s because I’m greener than green.

They call me mellow yellow, quite rightly.

It’s not easy being green.

It’s all in the dance of life, my friends,
following that yellow star.

What’s behind the green door?

You know what it is. Black and yellow.

Green door, what’s that secret you’re keeping?

A big yellow taxi took away my old man.

If you get lost, come on home to green river.

Now I’m alone and my heart wants to know:
yellow days, where’d you go?

Searching for a green light.

I wrote a song for you
and all the things you do

and it was called “Yellow”.

But I’m blue on a green planet with you.

Got to have a yellow woman 
when you’re a yellow man.

Just a little green, like the color when the spring is born.

There’s a yellow rose in Texas.

There’s a little green fountain on a little green mountain.

We’ll meet in the Yellow Forest

where the light is green

lemon yellow sun, arms raised in a V.

Lookin’ back on the track for a little green bag

feeding the hungry with Yellow Cake.

It’s good to touch the green green grass of home.

Follow the yellow brick road.

It were aliens who started this green popularity.

Yellow moon on the rise.

Moon is yellow silver
oh, the things that summer brings

it’s a love you’d kill for
and all the world is green.


So we sailed up to the sun
till we found the sea of green.

and we lived beneath the waves
in our yellow submarine.


In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: Prolific


15 thoughts on “Day 23 & WPC: Prolific yellow and green

  1. Fabulous poem. As a painter I obsess about hues of green/yellow of grass and vegetation. It might sound strange but very often I don’t have the words for the colour I am trying to create. This can happen with browns too.

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