Yellow Poems | Examples of Yellow Poetry

creeping toward clover tiny yellow wood sorrel jealous dandelions...

Continue reading...

I love when we sit in the hot bright sun, add some butter or we will get well done. Sky and water of ice blue, better than the dull store view. Oh! look I am popping so I will run....

Continue reading...

There was a carney, I knew as Larry. He lived with a knife thrower, named Sherry. Sherry loved her yellow canary, and trusted its care while gone to Barry. While she was gone, the bird somehow got free. He looked everywhere, where could that bird be? His eyes looked up as he dropped to one knee, and prayed for help to find...

Continue reading...

the dandelion weeps as a summer sun melts away each dewdrop, reflecting the morning winds resolving to accompany the hesitant chirps, songs of hope, of grace feelings whispering to the weeds… never will my heart forget the dandelion’s tears as she remembers the spring and her first encouraging petals, the glow of light on the dawn as she realizes her time is here, she is born blessed by buttery buds and healing...

Continue reading...

fluorescent yellow paint I paint a sun center of a flower stripes of a dinosaur giant tulip with peach tips eyes of a cat dots on a ladybug clown fish fin butterfly wings Dots on a mushroom house fluorescent yellow paint...

Continue reading...

Yellow Warbler That's A Real Warbly One, That I Never Knew. Photo Image Copy Writ I'm Sure. I'm Certain. Curtains Wrapped In Values Dear Steer The Mood To Rats And Hawks. Want To Watch? A Hawk Refreshed? You Talk Or Talk But Not Talk Now... No-Not-Know. Every Foot-Fall? I Didn't Even Know The Frea-King Bird. I Have No ID-ea What's IM-portant. And Neither Do You. We...

Continue reading...

A Yellow silk scarf He bought a yellow silk scarf at a second-hand shop In Cheshire, the type actors were, when meeting for A drinks party; the mirror told me he wore the scarf With seedy elegance, which normally comes to those Who has no self-awareness, better still, ignores what Other people think. In Ashdod, someone broke into his cabin, the thief...

Continue reading...

I saw a woman standing there Her clothes tattered and torn I saw a woman standing there Her face looked so forlorn A women full of worry lines Grey streaks throughout her hair A tear was rolling down her cheek But she was unaware Life had been hard, bitterly cruel Her dreams taken away And yet she’d fought with all her might To face...

Continue reading...

In a race on the savannah fleet of foot is the cheetah at up to 75 mph no animal can beat her and with a top speed of 50 mph lion is the second fastest cat tho' at 38 mph a leopard can't change its spots the lion can do that cubs are born with them and later lose to become lion spots have-nots an ostrich...

Continue reading...

twelve of us he choose to paint sons of Jacob in an earthen jar so sturdy plonked us with vehemence directed by neuronal cells skull protecting scrambled delicacy managed by eyes emitting fire spark piercings fingers reading poverty boats ...

Continue reading...

Bees, dear bees Prefer the yellow, Don’t ask me Why! Yellow attracts you More than the blue, Yellow makes them tender More than red, The yellow excites them, Less than mauve, Bees are amazing, Dear bees, They prefer yellow, It is the color of honey, They prefer yellow, the sun, It is the color of sunflower, Ah really, dear bees, You are obsessed, You only think about it, like me, Yellow makes you happy, It...

Continue reading...

My mind is home to millions of my dreams, The way a box holds colorful crayons, Little ones that are bursting at the seams, To the biggest ones I need to pray on. The happy ones are all shades of yellow, And the saddest ones are colored in blue, Even though most of my dreams are mellow, Some dreams are so big...

Continue reading...

"Yellow is a bright and fun color to enjoy." By Poet Yellow is my husband's favorite color, my fun surprise was going to cost more than a dollar. We were dating and he was coming to see me, I was dressing in all yellow looking like a big bee. When he got off the airplane, he said - you look breathless...

Continue reading...

It looked just like a coaster— a membrane of soft plastic, yellow, green and cobalt blue, the colors swirling at your touch, like it could feel something too. I did not know ‘til later, that it also reflected you. I thought it just a trinket, a trick of vinyl and hue, given not with coy delight, but offered straight and true. It changed when touched ...

Continue reading...

Sight It’s the hush before sunrise breaking loose— lemon light spilling through the slats, a field of dandelions laughing into the sky’s blue face. It’s the color children use when they draw the sun too big for the paper, insisting joy won’t be contained. Sound Yellow buzzes. It’s the hum of bees at work, a brass trumpet on a summer sidewalk, laughter skipping across a kitchen, window open, someone singing...

Continue reading...