Sitting on the floor of my tiny bedroom, My 8 year-old hand reaches for a crayon; Shall I pick violet or indigo? Sis is on my right, Mom on my left And we’re coloring horses. Mom loves horses, And as my watchful eyes follow her hand, I see her perfectly colored picture; She’s so good at staying in the lines. My hand skips over the sea of colors, Blue, green, orange, red, All mixed in a yellow cardboard box. My slim fingers rest on maroon, My current favorite color, And a big grin plays on my lips - A perfect color for a horse. I color the grass emerald, And think of Dorothy. The horse’s hooves become Ruby-red in honor of magical slippers. The horse’s eye stands out With a clumsy circle of sapphire. Sis’s sky is a mesh of colors, As she inserts a rainbow Falling gently through the saffron sky, Under the glistening marigold sun. Our scenes are so different: Mom with her perfection, Sis with her idealism. I giggle and continue on, Painting a scene of love and color. Written for
Prompt: Write a poem about or using color. You must include all the rainbow colors and four more. (Choose your own or take from this list: aquamarine, apricot, ashen, bay, beige, carmine, chestnut, copper, crimson, dun, ecru, emerald, fawn, fuchsia, henna, indigo, lavender, lemon, maroon, mauve, orchid, reseda, roan, ruddy, saffron , sapphire, scarlet, sepia, sorrel, straw, tan, teal, turquoise, umber, vermillion, ruby) (For those who don’t know the colors of the rainbow: violet, indigo, blue, green, yellow, orange, red.) |