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0 posted 04-29-2008 12:27 PM       View Profile for Balladeer   Email Balladeer   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Balladeer's Home Page   View IP for Balladeer


O, we've  gone through describing colors by not mentioning them by name. Now...let's mention them by name! PLEASE don't give me the dull, routine (the sun is yellow, the black night) boring descriptions. come up with innovative ways to use the colors. We're poets, right? Creators, innovators, imagination experts...when you write "Yellow is..." give me something I don't normally think of.

I realize this will not be as easy as it may sound. It will take a lot of thought and imagination. Take your time....but try. You have a very patient teacher. Do it....NOW!

I'll start you off with an example of mine...

Ain't Easy Being Red, Man...

I'm telling you I'm red, man!
My body's overdone
From toes up to my head, man
From lying in the sun.
Those devil rays can make you pay
If one does not take heed
Now I'm a painful red, man
My body's fricacee'd!!!!

Now I am really red, man!
I thought I was alone
And didn't bother getting dressed
To run to get the phone
But Lorelei had just stopped by
And caught me in the nude.
My cheeks are really red, man
From what she saw protrude!!!

My face is burning red, man.
I'm ticked off to the max!
I'd fell a huge Sequoia
If I only had an ax!!
Found out too late that my last date
Had one time been a "he"!
I mean, I'm seeing red, man
This anger's blinding me.

Ain't easy being red, man.
That color's not my style.
When you're embarrassed, burned or ticked
It's hard to crack a smile.
Although I dread the thought of red
One fact will still hold true.
As long as I have you, gal
I'll never wind up blue.
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Good job...

In fact, I think I'm turning green!



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Here's an old one that might fit your criteria, Mike?
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I'm among experts here! That's a great poem and example, Ron, and helped me understand better what is expected, although Balladeer gave an excellent example too. I guess I'll try again tomorrow and submit something now that came out of the blue.   
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4 posted 04-29-2008 06:54 PM       View Profile for Balladeer   Email Balladeer   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Balladeer's Home Page   View IP for Balladeer

It certainly does, Ron. I'd never read that one by you. Great touch putting the actual color of her eyes at the very end after describing it in so many ways. nicely done
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Cutting a Swath of Color


Shades of chartreuse meld with vivid violet
Mandarin orange clashes with tones of red
Yellow walls a reflection for crystals’ light
Paint spattered floors dot colors bright

A hodge-podge clutter above counters of green
Blue and purple chairs pushed against the table
Fiesta ware dishes stacked in haphazard array
Handmade quilts hang on bold display

Photographs of flowers in pink and purple
Cradled in frames of variegated shades of blue
Watermelon pillows fall from couch to floor
Books on shelves and stacked against the door

I splash shades of bright on the canvas of life
Compensation for winter shades of black and white
Yet, within this chaos of life lies a creative mess
And my addiction to color, I must confess

---

Alison
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Very lovely poem, Ron.  Well now another  challenge for the morning.

Thanks, Mike.
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I like that very much, Alison. Combining all of the colors onto a canvas of life is a very innovative display of imagination. If this little assignment were to do nothing more than produce this poem from you, it is a success.
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Thank you for taking the time to do what you are doing, Mike.  You are making me think and stretch.

Alison
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Love your poem, Mike..and Alison  I thought I responded last evening.
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Envy Green

While the greening is appearing
as the spring begins to bloom,
the color of my bank account
is darkening with doom.

Expenses coined the many thoughts
some not allowed to print
when stopping at the "fill-er-up"
with eyes  half opened squint

At prices raising envy green
in wish those stock, did own.
But cashed them in the 70's
when shortage first postponed...

The ease of living way back then,
when green in many firsts.
So sighing now, it's deja vu
I think that I am cursed!!!


M


"Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less."
(Will Moss)

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Green money, green envy, the green representing beginning and prospering...you did well, miss. Your green is in the mail
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Fluid Silver

I want to find the one he read
where he felt the liquid smooth,
where some one thing I skimmed in thought
could get him in that groove….

I wish to learn just how to be
like the others that I read,
where “liquid smooth” is their forte,
and silver rims their keys…

I love to find those poets here
that trickle down their thoughts,
where love is love and laughter's fine
with words that can’t be bought.

For were I to find pearled wisdom shelled,
whether smooth dark black or pearly white,
I’d give it to the poets whose fountains
spill this love for sake of write…

I want to find the one she read
where she felt the liquid smooth,
where some one thing I dreamed in thought
could get her in that groove…

and then I’d cache well this feel,
this silk gone satin stream,
and lay it there beside your head
amid your night limned dreams

then in briefest break of day
with soft touch to your throat,
the muse would then awaken well,
and pen those words dreams wrought.

" It matters not this distance now  " Excerpt, Yesterday's Love
~*~
KRJ

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Her Seven Veils

He wondered how she might step at all
With so many veils that trimmed her tall;
Yet shift with grace she seemed to do
As she sauntered into view

Now its been said that some veils hold
A treasure behind their silks of gold
And some scant veils are little more
Than entry ways men would murder for

It seems a challenge hides behind veils
Nuances of how a person’s mind sails
Each veil a layer beyond whom we would know
And this is what intrigued the stranger so.

He looked through her to see which veil
He might discard before she paled
Borneo green veiled her eyes
So first her trust he would realize

He spoke to her then, soft, and low
She leaned a bit forward, his words to know
Then a flick undraped her Neptune ice blue
The ground felt the silk, but still more to do

Tibetan sun red flamed about her face
She turned quickly yet her wrist he embraced
For he would look past her soiled deeds
Finding truth through the honesty of her needs

She tried to escape, hide behind her Black veils
She needed no man to tip her scales
But with gentlest touch he reached in kind
Slowly removing terror from her mind

Treasured gold silk hung around her sleeve
As he extracted bits o’er which she grieved
For he would know the sheer depth of her
As she clung to this veil ever sure

He enticed her to come to join his walk
He touched no more, he merely talked
The woods would hold their whispers close
The next move would be one she chose

She turned to him and the Borneo green
Veiled again her eyes, or so it seemed
He gasped and saw that the Neptune ice blue
Veil had come back into full view

He wondered if the Tibetan sun red
Would again enflame around her head
Then she turned, and sat upon the grass
Whispering, “Come, I’ll share my past.”

So beneath the trees they lingered there
She such a vision, he would not dare
To interject but a breath, or two
As she spoke softly, he felt night’s dew.

Her words were of the silks she wore
Of the veils that covered her, and more
She allowed that her very depths would show
For a pale ivory veil glistened just so

Time slow passed, she had spent her words
On this man’s heart so that he heard
More than all the veils could hide,
And still, he remained there by her side.

Then time stood still, she spoke no more words
Yet around her shape, her veils, reassured,
Had drifted from her lithe, lean form
Till but one veil left to keep her warm.

     

Draped round her soul, this veil seemed aching
Deep iris sheltered a soul from breaking
She seemed beggared by lost chance of fate
She waited for something, was he too late?

‘Tis said that purple is the color royal
Here her silk shifted, her last veil loyal
For he would not remove from her
All that held her fragility sure

Although he could not help but feel
The satin behind her veil surreal
He reached out his hand, to know her skin
Then she was gone, and the air was thin.

Now over his mind, his own heart aching
He knew why her shimmer had left him quaking
If one more time he could capture a dream,
He would wish to see eyes of Borneo green





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Ok, so they're reposts...

so I'm waiting for my grade!



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Looks at the picture in Sunshine's poem and thinks the grade will be based on the curve.

A
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Well, Sunshine, you get a silver star for the first one and, concerning the second, it may be necessary for you to stay after class so we can get into it more deeply.

Both are excellent, dear lady. You adapted colors to fit many different things and did it in a way worthy of any poet's applause......AND, my free verse filly, you did them in rhyme! That's impressive.
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Sing Out the Colors of the Seasons!

Evening sun shines pale yellow, milky
Slips behind clouds, silver silky
Mountains remain hidden, day is done
Stillness reigns with the setting sun.

Trees now stark silhouettes of black
Snow blankets rivers, ice intact
Winter cold nearing a bitter end
With light of spring, new life to lend

Deciduous trees, costumes of green
Sturdy conifers nestled in between
Fireweeds, roses and bluebells, blue
Arctic painting in vibrant, colored hues

Winter, summer, autumn and spring
Wonders of life each day brings
Presents from a creator’s hands
Beauty abounds in a miraculous land.

Evening sun shines pale yellow, milky
Slips behind clouds, silver silky
Moon hangs low over darkness deep
Silence sings in a land that sleeps.

...

Alison


----

Okay, the sun is yellow, but it is milky yellow.  This one is one I wrote last winter, but I like it.
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Free verse filly...

there's got to be a poem in them thar words!

Thanks! Glad you enjoyed both.

Do I need a note from my mommy to stay after class?

Oh wait. I'm out of mommies. Is anyone willing to adopt me?

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Karilea,

I love both poems, but "Her Seven Veils" is absolutely mesmerizing.  Wonderful writing.

A  
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Well, Alison, all I really know of you is that you're a talented writer, so I will take your sincerity and thank you, with humbleness. I always see so much more in others than I do my own work - probably as it should be - so it's nice to get wonderful feedback from poets like you.

Thank you!

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Alison, what a delightful poem and I just loved the topic. Well done girl! Oh, I almost forgot to mention I loved your second poem too!

Maureen, to think I almost started writing using envy green and such! I'm glad I didn't, because I could never have written something so well crafted and clever as you.

Sunny One, what can I say? I am deeply impressed by your skills and, repost or not, it's always a pleasure to read your poetry.

Question to all: Could we please go back to the 'old' system and create a new topic for every poem you submit for an assignment? All poems in one topic is rather confusing for an old lady like me!
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Alison. have you ever been accused of being an over-achiever????
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:: laughs ::

Not today -- until now.

 
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