Short Crayons Poems
Short Crayons Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Crayons by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Crayons by length and keyword.
Childhood comes to an end when you go from crayons to the pen
*In this case, pen can mean writing utensil or penitentiary.
her mind
a box of
melted crayons
her hands
a vista of fire
magic wands
raked over
the coals
Beautiful walls
A never ending fall
Colored in mist
Drowning in kisses
It’s a beautiful lie
A never ending life
Drawn in crayons of
Broken love.
My
three
year old
grandson can
use an iPhone, open
and close apps and check
out my photos. When I was his
age I was still eating all my crayons.
grandson favors the black crayon
he always picks it first out of the lineup
even his rainbows have thick strips of black
to him black crayons matter.
broken souls
like broken crayons
all are loved the same
It's the color of your soul
that distinguishes
the mood you set
to color the world
you live in
The
eyes show
subjection,
melancholy
and
a
resigned
acceptance-
yet beauty shines
through.
Ekphrasis lanterne after
Head of a ***** by Watteau
once was an tricky old leprechaun
colored blarney stone with neon crayons
so much for gift of gab
I just hailed down a cab
and ran over that fairytail icon
Give a kid crayons and walk away,
Wash your walls
Hand a child a companion, and draw with crayons together,
Best friends forever...
May 19, 2017
Elon Musk has more money than brains
So he plays with space rockets, not trains
And now he can tweet
That Trump can't be beat
Since he traded his Sharpies for crayons
when you pull out your crayons
colour me happy
and when you do
draw outside the lines
choose the colours
that are seldom used
then draw from me easy
that which is hardest to find
faces tinted by
the canon of complexion…
flesh colored crayons
Note – In the early 1960’s the flesh colored
Crayola Crayon was changed to pink beige
due to “social concerns”.
Waking up, no idea who first
seems little bit funny
Tickling child feet
gigli gigli
Pretending wisdom of encyclopedia for goodnight
Collecting favorite colors of crayons
unbreakable inside
Gigglitivly and irrelevant
Crayons of a rainbow consists of spectrums of many unique colors of a rainbow also in human forms ever hanging similar as a traffic signal or a mounted clock upon a wall vastly changing as the seasons 366 days in a degrees.
plastic blocks
strewn across the floor
picture books
crayons too
time playing with my grandkids
a great adventure
3/20/15
A Shadorma has 6 lines with 3/5/3/3/7/5 syllables
This November morning
I see shivering pine trees
I want to paint a fire to warm them
But I forgot my crayons
Nevertheless
I enter the misty grove
Hug a young yew
With the flames inside me
Ignited by winter of your absence
Form:
drinks wine after school
has far too many
eruptions from
small pitchers
small bowels
paper cuts
budget cuts
that terrible mother
racism filtered
a 6 year old prism
and crayons
all over
the floor
I am at the beach
Laid out with two crayons at my feet
Colors bearing are yellow and orange
Under the sun, hot and warm
Were to close together
Became
BROWN
2/26/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Her fingers were crayons,pens and brushes
She spoke in coughs and spurts and gushes
she spat out rhymes and cryptoquotes
til someone sang the world she wrote
and named their child that colored poem
and found her secret way back home.
Form:
Solo artist Snow works throughout night,
silently painting rooftops white,
crayons lawns, pencils in trees
a dazzling shade of white
over his great frieze;
his masterpiece
wins acclaim,
then melts -
shame!
Jack Horne for Linda-Marie's contest
I have some crayons to colour my world,
Blue for a boy and pink for a girl,
Green for the grass
Grey for the sky,
Red for the father who made me cry,
Yellow for fear,
Purple for hate,
Black for the help that came too late!
Form:
she was too innocent to understand anything
too small to differ between love and pain
so she learned to express what she felt
she would lock herself in room with her dolls
and take out crayons and began to draw
a mother, a child and a man with big hands
Ye Olde Classoom Days
Let us take a cruise to the great past.
Hold tight, it won't be an easy task.
Look here, pencils and erasers,
and books to hold, again!
Classrooms, no 'putters,
Loose leaf paper,
New crayons,
Rulers,
Clock
November 27, 2019
I have a collection
Crayola dated tins
You punched everyone of them
That's how you win
I finally have courage
To let them go
Eleven years later
A memory I buried below
I love candles
I will make something new
Melting my crayons
Giving them back to you