Color Prose Poems
These Color Prose poems are examples of Prose poems about Color. These are the best examples of Prose Color poems written by international poets.
Butterfly Shadows Categories: prose, beauty, butterfly, senses,
They stopped me
in my tracks as
I walked out the door
ready to work in
the garden out back
the sun blazing overhead
and a fragrant late spring
BLOSSOMS IN MY MIND Categories: flower, rain, sun, sunshine,
Petals are blowing in the breeze of the wind
The aroma enchanting clever with spice
A ray! A streak of beauteous sunshine
Striking down on my radiant...
I was grateful, I still am Categories: prose, feelings,
I was drowning in my blues, fathomless, ocean of colors. There was no savior; there was no clue. I wish the sky could open up...
Heart of a Rainbow Categories: prose, allegory, death, life, rain,
There’s someone with a pure heart
so sky beautiful ... starlight celestial
Dressed in white clouds;
dove wind bleats the sound of an...
THE TALE OF A GREEN WOMAN Categories: prose, allegory, hilarious,
She was a super-healthy woman until she
adopted the green diet ... all green: dishes, cutlery,
glasses, table, sheets, breads, yogurt ... everything, everything.
Sometimes we must steal and loan kisses Categories: prose, dark, poetry, women,
Sometime we must steal and loan kisses
Beautiful lady arrived at the Austin's tavern at twelve trying to escape the Texas Summer heat.
Once she wanted everything...
Origami In Flight Categories: animal, appreciation, art, bird,
Sometimes when I get a little bored,
my hands will roam...
folding, creasing, creating
life from simple pieces of colored paper
that, I will turn into dragons or birds.
To A Beautiful Misry Winter Ensemble Categories: prose, color, metaphor, rain, river,
Pine needles ape ice cycles
glowing in the misty rain;
the cold air periodically
sneezes a chilling wind.
What little snow that remains,
clings to the hillsides—except
where little flowing...
The cycle of the Genesis Categories: prose, 8th grade, america, appreciation,
The same mask
firmly held on the face
with a strong wrist,
no chills, no regrets, no shaking!
Nights in turn I wondered,
what is hidden behind the mask,
I'm Seeing Green Categories: prose, life, spring,
I'm thinking green and waving goodbye to Winter's brown. I'm hearing green like sweet sounds of resurrection. I'm tasting green and digesting its nutrients. ...
Crimson Categories: prose, beautiful, color, flower,
Poet: Ken Jordan
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
Her glorious existence
exposed to billions around
the globe -
2019, Black History Month Categories: prose, america, christian, corruption, evil,
Born, slave or free, nobody's property; a "P"(purpose) and a "D'(destiny) are stamped within. Letters they are, but so much more and nevermore to be...
Divine Appointment Categories: prose, color, god, light, stars,
There lies before me a portrait most captivating and divine. ...
Poetry Prose Or Something Else Categories: prose, poetry, poets, write, writing,
She walked in casually, like she did not know how kind she was.
But her aura was flaming with it. And I felt it immediately.
Insomniac Bedroom Categories: appreciation, art, color, inspiration,
Insomniac writer, that’s what I am.
Pen and paper are natural,
at least, in my world.
The blues of my bedroom;
soft cushions for my tired eyes.
A Poem In Which Nothing Is True Categories: prose, 11th grade, analogy, religion,
The Messiah you see painted on the ceilings of your churches and on the floors of the convenience stores on the corner are me--I know...
The Thief Categories: prose, angst, boyfriend, heart, loneliness,
He did so much to make me love him.
Wildflowers on a summer's day;
A lone carnation after dinner.
A kiss beneath the midnight moon.
Oh yes, he...
day and night for pure curious Categories: prose, how i feel,
shows odd joking
active color of world;
into pure inquisitive soul
darkly night brings a holy mysticism
-January 17, 2019 Chattogram
The Gold Scarf Categories: prose, boy, boyfriend, break up,
The Gold Scarf
It’s colors are red and gold.
Blending together in a wild design; like a dream.
SUMERIAN RECIPES Categories: prose, food,
The fishes have high wings, but they can feel our deep pain like sisters. Yes, we are the fishes’ brothers and any halo...