Coloring Poems - Poems about Coloring

silent sound coloring film

in my poems, sonada's
film depiction
your encouraged to lose
focus
tumble
race, give up and quit
especially quit
and the frame settles with you
about where it should be
in your life
did you buy into us
the hidden mystery
robbing you blind
in time, you may hear us
the tempos that won't shutter
we are open and the theater
wells and theater's portend to you
from before, we get to

Coloring The World With Love

Every day my nerves are shot
From the aching in my heart
Caused by the hostility
Between all humanity
Why is everyone so vengeful
Times the only way to tell
If we can turn hate away
A little bit more each day
Until we wake up and find
A world that is caring and kind
Full of love that doesn't fade
Look at what we could

Coloring Book

A bountiful array presents itself,
    From its constant electro-magnetic display.
With a spectrum of rebounding wavelengths,
    And a variety of colorful todays.

This multitude of color gives us boundaries,
    From the infra-red to ultra-violet.
Providing our perception with stubborn stop
    Signs, as viewing beyond does not

Coloring in Reality

Yonder hills 
are covered with an array of flowers,
we may only see this once
when our eyes are neither closed nor open.

Those far trees are as green as the sea
when the sun is low in the water,
or perhaps 
beneath the sea-green
 they are
as multihued as any rainbow.

We perceive only
their imperfect reflections -
eyes deceive and the world
is

Coloring Smiling Faces Donned With Faux Missing Teeth,

Coloring smiling faces donned with faux missing teeth,
and waxing poetic lip schtick adorned with moustaches

Swarthy, spooky, scary carved
pumpkin faces thickly materialized 
out of thin air
as Halloween holiday loomed near
yes... just an innocently naive fickle kid,
who easily did scare,
attended Henry Kline
for 'most every year

elementary grade school
no matter I abided every rule
and colored within every line
turquoise blue

Coloring Sheet Is the Key

“Tee is tard to under-tand,” she tells me.
She is a bit difficult to understand herself.
I suspect she might need speech services.
“T’s married to my gandma; t’s my gandpa-in-law.”
It is really difficult for me to keep my face straight now.
But I do. I have had decades of experience doing it.

Her front teeth are missing, perfectly okay

My Soothing Vice

When life bites and strikes stress deep within,
My escape options will start to spin.

I require an outlet for relief.
A personal lift aids this belief.
Constantly close is my favored vice
For it soothes me and is low in price.
My vice doesn’t manifest paradise,
But soft peace that eases my weary eyes.

Coloring books and pretty crayons
Are my way to

Coloring Life With My Cheerful Colors

I intend color the  globe with a mind
naturally
colored by rainbow...
With my hand inspired by bluish sky
that provides me shelter,
I write a poem
of hope for Future yet 
beardless... using
all expectation
   of believer with
my green
verve...!

Coloring My Soul

Passionate purple and scarlet vibrate
Through my veins, dancing light
Across my spirit, warm and bright
Like a healing hand, caressing my soul





Stanza taken from Coloring my World
for Gregory R Barden's Liberum Divisa 5 Poetry Contest
April 17, 2021

Coloring My World - 1

Passionate purple and scarlet vibrate
Through my veins, dancing light
Across my spirit, warm and bright
Like a healing hand, caressing my soul
With hope, faith and love that quiet fear

Dazzling lavender and tangerine promises
Whisper joy through me with laughing
Arrays of tender blossoms, dressed in prayers
That praise the creator for all this beauty
This wonderful grace and glory in floras

Festive

Coloring of Night

an amused lilt adorns two crimson lips
with a first glimpse into the deep saffron sunset of eve
crystalline aquamarine pools cast a gaze
taking delight in this time escaped

wisps of your lemon gilded hair flee their bindings
as we steal into the lilac-hued fields of night
hand in hand, we behold the tangerine arc of the graceful sun
slipping into

Coloring Outside the Lines

Keeping my coloring
In hues of the softest
Black and white
Always inside the lines
Where I can see
The reflection of reticence
Tempering the brilliance
Of lively, dancing
Colors, bold and vivid
Awakening the spirit
To dreams that are colored
Like scarlet, cobalt
And violet thoughts
Whispering an elaborate
Plan for senses
That bless our hearts
With light so bright
It echoes into our souls
Warming the music
To agree with our feelings
And

Wish I Liked Coloring Books

I wish I liked coloring books
For my hobby might be cheaper, 
but it is not for I adore creating on canvases
and painting them with acrylic paints.

My nine year old granddaughter
started this obsession by begging me to paint with her.
I did not want to “waste” a canvas that day.
Six years later I have five hundred canvases,
none

A Coloring Book

The green song of Spring. A coloring book - the pages fluttering.
Pastel azaleas blooming. Violet hyacinths hug a vertical space.
Lemony tulips with lavish leaves. Iris cycloglossa ~ lilac, yellow, blue.
A felicitous field of larkspur. Petrichor and dewdrop bliss. Sunkisst!

4/3/2020

Coloring Is Fun - the Whitneys Kiss Style

~ Coloring  Is   Fun ~
 ( Whitney's Kiss )




 Coloring
 Books, are great fun
 So  many
 Are  to  choose  from
 Just awesome!
 For all moods, taste
 Get one, two, three, maybe more
 Color away, sky, indoor
 It's much fun. Learn,
 Pick  Colors
 I  just  love

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