Black Color Poems | Examples
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Written 23/07/2026 for weekly challenge Haiku style include word rain
1st go at haiku used sylubus counter so hopefully correct
Rain came down quickly
Sky stormy black ~ no colour
A rainbow appeared
I strolled onto a forest glade
to hear a bird in concert serenade,
but when I heard him speak,
this issued from his beak,
"I'm not the bird you seek.
Some birds with pretty voices sing,
while those of broken heart and broken wing
have no worm on which to snack.
Some birds wear colors, bright,
and look so beautiful in flight,
while the hapless hit a wall and..."smack!".
But, I'm no such bird. This inky crow
(while there are birds that don't know which way to go,
in this world of birdy woe)
won't sing like Perry Co-MO,
or flaunt the colors of the rainbow.
I am the bird in black."
humidity black
gold sun sifted by green leaves
baptizes blue bird
A new dawn is rising
Out over the rim
Of the hole of hell
From earth’s darkness within
Circling up from a well
Dug into the black mound
On the hill in the valley
In the shady earth of ground.
Carrying along with it,
The colours of French poetry
In its own re-blooming renaissance
Warmed by the sun’s rays
Forcing through the obstacle of leaves
And watered by rain floating in on clouds
Coming in from the sea on breezes
Of hope to a refuge of coming justice and peace
Dark color angel , she speaks before the wind;
Dark color angel , her hope is in her skin;
Dark color angel., cheese illuminous;
Birth from heaven the motherland;
She is the mother, the womb of all Mankind;
5/23/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
A cat is a cat, you might say.
But my orange cat Lucas, is undoubtedly unique.
His fur has black stripes,
he looks as a little tiger.
A lively and curious cat
with a special personality.
Homemade sushi, is his favorite meal.
Lucas, enjoys life and expresses a lot of joy.
Stretches and rolls around on my lap
... I scratch his belly,
it's clear that he's pleased.
Lucas rightly bears his name, "bringer of light".
Mint string unthreads along the shifting hues
Blue drips through black in slow unsteady ways
Green murmurs rise as broken colors fuse
Thoughts dissolving in the emerald haze
With flying colors,
dancers whirl on New Year's Eve!
Hued sun sinks in black magic,
and a year grows too old.
Fireworks warp a world that's turning.
Whimsical white word wizzardry
Really something heard or said to me
Inspired by the greats of poetry
Teal thoughts hard soft like lake deep
Emerald energy synergy all bottled up
Red romantic fantasy that I’m the star of
Singing off key to songs in the blue truck
Black ink is strong driven by pen of love
Like a dragonfly buzzing boisterous around
Oil anointed by amethyst acrostic’s sound
Cringing at raspberry rough draft on my page
Keeping humble laughs indigo ideas I chase
What color are your nights?
Do you always paint them black?
Clothe them in satin whites
If it's colors that you lack.
Grey is for thunderstorms
Bulking pregnant with rain drops
Rumbling uncomfortably
Grey is for soapstone
Treacherously slippery
When rain soaks its fragments
Grey is for forest
When teeming downpour
Presses green into background
Grey is for ocean
Heavy and sluggish
Stretched to the horizon
Grey is for warship
Full speed ahead, throbbing,
Crew at their stations
Grey is for torpedo
A white trail behind it
Lifts warship from water
Black is for deep sea
Embracing the sailors
When the light goes away
Rose's are Red
Violets are blue
Crimson is the
colour of blood
All in a symphony
of love
Skin colour is only
skin deep
White, dark, ebony brown
skin colours
Ebony black is dominant
While white is recessive
Running only skin deep
Crimson is still the
colour of blood.
(Written January, 2026)
Black snow.
An empty moon.
A lifeless vessel trapped.
A cold heart held by red tendrils.
It burns.
Imagine a party without food
an Amish girl who’s lewd
A zoo without lions
a wedding without crying
Imagine a garden with no blooms
fresh paint without fumes
A telephone that doesn’t ring
a robin that won’t sing
Now imagine a world without color
gray skies growing ever-duller
A black-out on a world-wide scale
No plane can fly, nor ship sail…
And when the Queen insists
“It’s time for tea”
No one comes
~ ‘cos no one sees
extravaganza
stunning masquerade
bright festive delights
sybaritic feast
intoxicating
Silk organza
finespun chiffon
dazzling jewels
precious bijou
black tailcoat
satin stripes
white bow tie
ballroom
swirling
fete