Colorized Poems | Examples

At Winters End

Rise Up
ryes on the rise
with soothing flours
and Spring flowers
Rise Up
with handfuls
of caraway seeds
at Winters End
all your cares will cease
Rise up
ryes on the rise
the aroma of sunrise
the butter
on your bread
Rise up
to toast and jam
dancing
through your mourning
for scripture says
Joy cometh in the morning
Rise up and kneel
before the King
ryes on the rise
with resurrected flowers
medallions of
daffodils, lilies and a memory stone
the heavy plank of death
rolled ‘way by chosen angels
Rise up
to a day reborn
beauty from ashes
blind eyes opened by faith
ryes on the rise
molasses-colorized
rose-colored glasses
not a lie
God cannot lie
Rise up
raise palms straight to the skies
Taste and see that the Lord is good
I’ll take a bite now
with thanksgiving
the whole loaf will last
forever and ever
opposite of
til death do you part
I will join the holy throng
as a seed planted
in eternal Spring
Rise up, y’all
meet the King of kings

An Original Story

The day after I was birthed,
God and a bunch of sassy angels
played Irish fiddles in a beery bordello,
a place not yet colorized into reality.

The next day,
squealing in my two-day-old
tight Rubenesque pinkness,
I was immortalized in a Brownie Box Camera,
the guys in the men's room
pissed themselves with a teary laughter.

On the third day of my fleshy ascension
a thin women said she was going to love me
for a little while only.
I took the deal.

So many days have fallen away now.
Sex saturated, love begotten, a damaged
dance of a life,
but there was always wine.

An old, white-beaded gent,
has bequeathed me two holy relics,
iconic images of Santa,
and Michealangelo's painted finger,
when I hold them up to the light
I can almost see through them.

Bird I Did Not Expect

I had a black and white kitchen
It was not me, I wanted color
But I had relented to a man’s whim

I visited my girlfriend’s home
She had no man
She had color here, there, hither and yon

I got rid of the man
and the kitchen
And colorized my home

Best move ever

I Wanted Color

I had a black and white kitchen
It was not me, I wanted color
But I had relented to a man’s whim

I visited my girlfriend’s home
She had no man
She had color here, there, hither and yon

I got rid of the man
and the kitchen
And colorized my home

Best move ever

She Will Never Return

Overgrown pig watched the young woman as she descended into the pool
Those are colorized buttercups! His mind screamed.
She will never return to our world, he thought.
These thoughts were correct; she never did.
Come join me, she said, but pig was too afraid.
He had never pictured himself orange, pink or blue.
He was a die hard 1952 pig; grayscale was all he knew.

Playing With C For Fun

Chicken Chuck Chiggers chose chances of Chow
Changing curly curd curiosities that happened now
Clamping clogging cleats, classifying clones of mad cow
Colorado’s colorful colonists commanding condos of wow

Crusty cramped crullers creeping in craggy crevasses so
Crispy cartooned crestfallen consonants following below
Caroling cartons carefully consternating as catfish grow
Christmas card carolers confusing craggy-topped snow.

Confusing collars commanding colorized classification
Creating confident compact colonel’s consternation
Colliding converse comparisons in curious colorization
Commanding calendars corduroy in cellophane colonization

Envelope Captive Beautiful Picture On Wall-

envelope captive beautiful picture on wall

colorized, copied, canvases
pictured scene enveloped captive views
colors so beautiful
~
I enjoy the view
beautiful
those pictures on wall



5/18/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021 ©
LUNE poetry type
3/5/3 Words Count
5/3/5 Syllable Count

Hidden In Moving Pictures

I unlock my strongbox. My old mind is crammed with silver screen gold. I manipulate, polish, reshape, bend. Eclectic draught, a childhood net, a lifetime’s catch. All that l gleam, imagination stew and the pervious present, preserved.

a black and white film
colorized and good remake —
truth sought in sequel

RHYMES AND REASONS Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
5/31/2020

Nineteen Fifties Advertisement

black and white fish cap
swimmingly innocent
1950’s photograph

grayscale the norm
lovely beauty
lipstick probably red

appears black 
1950’s ad 
brimming with bubbles

colorized would ruin it
a sliver of essence
capturing the honesty of the 50’s

Colorized - -

If the color blue was sad
Would it be black?
If the black lost it’s color
Would it be white?
If white married lavender purple
Would it too, be blue?
What about brown and yellow
What’s procreations due, would the children be orange
For what’s at stake;
The color spectrum
Rainbows and crayons
Would it be black, if it’s midnight?
Would it rain blue, if the water falls?
What am I to do, if I’m blind with no vision?
You see the lavender purple people
Have painted themselves into the corner of the room
The lights are turned off 
And black is in full bloom
Colorize…………..


12/5/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©

In a Dream Blackeners-

in a dream blackeners
spaced angry negative morphine 
colorized black white pics
thoughts images he does dreams
series of images sensations



5/14/19
Writing Challenge 2, May 2019, Lind68868 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Dear Heart 
Theme Chosen  #3. A Dream

1959

In '59 the world was fine.
in yellow, childlike summertime. 
There was Charlton Heston, being" Ben Hur"
Fidel Castro's ferocious slur.
brand new '59 Ford Galaxies
people on trains going "North by Northwest"
a man wanting to marry a man cause" Some Like it Hot" 
and wars were cold.
Killers were crazy, caught and hanged,
and the greatest hairdo was a ponytail and bang.
There was family TV, family meal and family car.
Refrigerators powered big buxom doors,
and the ice cream man cometh 
the gasman, milkman and doctor.
Born were Boeing 707's, Barbie Dolls and colorized "Bonanza" 
as the 60's danced on the shoulders of this golden era,
all bliss and pink paradise
visions, visions, of cat eye marbles and jacks left to keep 
of snow-cones, bicycles, hula hoops
mellowing into a silver decade
no pain, no American tears
pure trust.
Until their blood
splattered on us.

7/6/18

2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 21' 
11/27/2022
Sponsored by: Mark Toney

Beautiful Butterflies

B	Beautiful fairy-like creatures arrive, disguised.
U	Until spring arrives,
T	They are known as the butterflies.
T	They flit from bud to bud
E	Every blossom gets loved.
R	Richly blessed by these beauties, who
F	Flit rapidly from flower to flower
L	Lilting, landing momentarily
I	In gentle quick repose
E	Each uniquely designed and colorized
S	Seen by many, touched by few

Colorize the Classics

A Queen went all the way ahead
an fed with her vibe all around as med;
sorrowed, for the throne was yet to be kept,
for all were starving hunger and wept;
for what once was theirs now melt.

By war and thunder their sons kinder,
fathers wept many years they left,
for origin and root yet to be felt;
a queen must pay all her dept.

Duties were called; gov's uphold,
by queen all patches were fold
and once again the nation was cold,
Queen nation.

How diligent one can hold,
a queens throne how bold;
colorized classic that i'm told.

:3003:

In the year :3003: all doctor,s offices are now needul- free !

And thair are no more Jim- classes at skool . 

And even the pope sez that multipul mairrijjes are kool !

But you can't get mayo , because it mite give you mayo-rage !

And we are now living in the no mayo age !

Wair feelix the cat cartoons have bin colorized !

And the new breckfast fad is water melon pies !

And algebra class is now band from all skools !

And everyone,s houses now have swimming pools !

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