Kids Color Poems | Examples
These Kids Color poems are examples of Color poems about Kids. These are the best examples of Color Kids poems written by international poets.
Summer is over; kids are back at school;
Everyone is thankful for the cool nights.
People are beginning to drain their pool,
Thankful, there are no more mosquito bites.
Each day is shorter than the day before,
Moving closer to Autumn's color change.
But the forest is still green at its core;
Even though the lack of songbirds seems strange.
Red tinges are spreading amongst the leaves;
Fall is now entering its start-up stage.
And people are unrolling their shirtsleeves,
Like they're getting ready to flip the page.
Little things keep September in my heart;
Such as the fact, Fall is about to start.
Hey kids, look around you;
what colors do you see?
There are way more than three;
I will point out a few.
I see a golden sun;
high in a sky of blue.
And white's an easy one;
when clouds come into view.
The grass is shades of green;
and sand is beige or brown.
Though water's clear when clean,
grey stones are all around.
A monarch butterfly
flaps orange and black wings.
There's a jade dragonfly;
and I see other things.
A yellow bumblebee;
upon a purple bud.
The tan twigs on a tree;
and cherries red as blood.
Your challenge for today;
count the colors you see.
Now, it's your turn to play;
can you spot more than me?
A witch, a fairy, pirate too;
Wearing a costume - fun to do,
Pumpkins carved, decorated too,
Outside--many fun things to do.
Autumn leaves which are red and gold,
A beautiful sight to behold.
A fun hay ride, a corn maze too.
Outside--many fun things to do.
Lovely birds singing in the trees;
Feeling a cool or gentle breeze,
Leaves fall off trees - more than a few.
Outside--many fun things to do.
Leaves are raked, and they're piled high too.
Haunted houses, hear ghosts say "boo."
There's so much candy kids will chew.
Outside--many fun things to do.
Green leaves change color in Autumn,
tinting trees from top to bottom.
And while the kids whoop and holler,
come Autumn, green leaves change color.
As greens disappear, reds abound,
and orange hues litter the ground.
Preparing for Autumn's premiere;
reds abound, as greens disappear.
Crimson and gold atop the trees,
edge leaves, fluttering in the breeze.
Autumn's beauty never grows old:
atop the trees, crimson and gold.
Etched on glass panes: crystals of ice
form feathered swirls, sharp and precise.
For, on cold nights, Jack Frost chisels
crystals of ice, etched on glass panes.
The trees stand bare, stripped of their leaves:
as Autumn winds morph into thieves.
And with limbs exposed everywhere,
stripped of their leaves, the trees stand bare.
Within the Lines
David J Walker
It’s not the same if coloring within the lines
Other kids are perfect while mine
wander out the window
leaving the carefully planned
Lesson plans
Behind
There
In the park
There are treasures left to find
In convex caves
A flag that waves
And fables come to mind
Of a boy unable to color
Within the lines
Black white or in-between
We're all part of this great big scene
Kids are unbiased
Unaware what's ahead
Early years dictate what's routine
penny licorice~ kids speaking in black tongues
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Winds are blowing
Your hair is tossed
Autumn breezes flow through
Invigorating air
Donning warm clothes
Almost time, for the witches brew
Branches bending
Leaves are falling
Flowing with colors so bright
Raked in big piles
Kids come to play
Returning home, as day turns to night
kids sharing loot bag of spearmint leaves
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Jolly Rancher by James Edward Lee Sr.
Sugar-sugar-sweet
dyes-food coloring-sweet-sweet
hard pellet sweet drops
12/04/17
Love with no limits
The Children of the rainbow
Let's paint the world,now
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In a trailer park, everyone is on the two-year escape plan.
To put distance between themselves and the stigma.
Our neighbor is no different.
She's a smoke-stacked bleach-blonde.
90-proof attitude to boot.
Her skinny kids cherishing her dead-end smile.
She's on her fourth two-year plan.
A couple of rusted rectangles down.
There's Mr. ambition.
He really wants out-works a couple of shifts.
His legs are younger than his face.
But I think he has a chance...
Then there's the old soul across the way.
Has the nicest garden around.
She still works like a pack mule.
Should have been long retired.
I don't think she'll ever make it out.
As for me ...you already know.
I only have but two more years to go.
~The Magic of Fall~
(Acorn)
Fall is
Approaching
One more time here,
And there, you can feel
The chill in the air everywhere.
Fall is very wonderful and you can have fun
and in so many ways is so different from
The other three seasons and there's just none
Like fall you can see the trees changing
Colors showing their beautiful hues.
Sometimes you can smell cinnamon
Which lingers in the air with
Pumpkin pie scent.Kids
Have fun and play
With leaves that
Cover the
Ground.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2010
November.19.2015
"The Acorn" is a poetry form created by Dorian Petersen Potter, aka ladydp2000,on
September 17,2010.
Feel the autumn breeze
Rustle through the trees.
View how painted leaves abound.
Watch the dappled sun
Play on every one
As they drift toward the ground.
See the harvest moon
Say good-bye too soon
As the colors fade away.
Let yourself be lost
In the lacey frost
While in mounds of leaves kids play.
September 2, 2014
~First Place~
A Lovely Alouette (revised)
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