Best Canary Yellow Poems

a balloon
canary yellow
the sun on her leash



AP: 1st place, Honorable Mention 2020, Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on June 26, 2020 for contest STRAND COMPLETELY NEW POETRY...

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Sometimes when matters are in the gray,
it ain’t always black and white
There are times when emotions are deep blue,
canary yellow thoughts can make us wanna...

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March flower daffodil, canary yellow, a single bloom with the vernal equinox
Aquamarine birthstone, gift thyself a ring this birthday, wrapped in a jewel box
Romans marched...

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Canary yellow flowers herald in the spring.
So bold are we sitting in sea of green.
Most grown-ups look at us as weeds.
They pluck, dig, spray and...

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My sundress hangs there limply,
needing me to fill it out.
The rains have been relentless
putting all sunshine to rout.
The ides of March have come and gone
without...

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Look for me in springtime
Where barefoot children play. 
Loving my fair complexion,
As it dances on display. 

Eyes, canary yellow,
Edged in vermilion grace,
Mirrored by crystal pools,
Like...

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Females could'nt escape my pain
If she be the one who caused that
well let's say it's because I'm all bad
Not black but an Odyssey 
Bouncing back...

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They asked me what I wanted
For they would bestow it to me
But to be unambiguous in what I wanted

I wanted a yellow house
Painted in canary...

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As the bitter, piercing cold flees north, as the opaquely white snow makes an elaborate stratagem, a tortuous plan to revitalize next year, the viridescent...

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Near the end, his skin turned canary yellow.
The fingers thinner than an elegant cigarette.
His blue gem eyes sinking just below the water line.
Above the bed...

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Hummed inside carburetors,
like lungs do to lullabies, 
I grasped my whitened vertebrae, 
and crumpled it up 
as if I were child without a spine. 

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For several years I'd worked as a life coach, assisting clients day by day,
Like blazing colors in the shank of the evening, chases deep blues...

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The term driver of victory
came to me unbidden, unexplored
I tossed it around in my dendrite chambers
My muse caught it and ran with it

She is amusing,...

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May is warm, 
 energetic, enticing and embracing
 singing rhythmic rhyme, melancholic melodies of spring;
in a change of weather flowing on the wispy neck of...

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Burgundy
My dear Burgundy, I heard a purple, splendid tapping
Burgundy you color my heart, my soul
You, Oh!, so you said only this you’re in trappings red
I...

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