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black love, blue, color, death, green, red, yellow,
Pattering rain shattering on grey road
With grisly green umbrella she troad
In a black attire looking ghostly white
Her red woeful eyes sending fearful jilt.
Watery moon painting yellowish lips
Frozen fear dancing on pink finger tips
Her flowing hair sweeping pain of ashes
An orange lamp blinking passing wishes.
Violet blooms falling from whining trees
Covering brown earth - a graveyard in pleas
Ah nature, dull and dreary, standing still
Her fervid eloquence under blue spill.
My canary cage cried a fearful moan
While eyes shifted, into thin air she gone.
Third Place in STRAND PICK 8,any theme,any form Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand
absence, art, blue, dark, desire, devotion, earth, emotions, eulogy, eve, feelings, hope, how i feel, howl, i love you, image, irony, joy, loneliness, lonely, longing, memory, missing, moon, night, pain, passion, poems, relationship, romantic, stars,
She watched as the earth fell asleep
Waited for the yellow moon
soft kisses of unfaithful wind..
Images..Images on her head
Nostalgic memory of a forgotten love
Flashes of things she tried to forget..
Her eyes caught the reflection of the moon
locked inside the rain on her cheek..
She was standing alone..
Her grieving heart sought
solace from the moon
She petitioned the stars
Where is he this very night?
Cruel..oh so cruel..
Beneath the silence of the sky
she bowed her head and cried..
death, imagination, sonrose,
A young fallen dishearten
father slowly plucked the
yellow rose from off
the bush to take to
his young son's grave,
to morn each day
for this young child
that was taken from
him so early, is more
than this man can take
only thing that keeps
him going is someday
they will meet again
up there in glory land,
until then he will place
a yellow rose on
this lonely grave
each day, until
the roses are all
Donald Waugh Sr.
death, lost, lost, yellow,
There's a single yellow rose,
that I put on your headstone.
Every day I come to visit,
stare at your picture on my phone.
We were sent to war together,
always went on patrol at night.
I can remember a few times,
when we almost lost that fight.
That night that you lost your life,
it tore my world apart,
You were always like a brother,
that remains deep in my heart.
So I place a single yellow rose,
on top of your headstone.
And I will never forget you,
I keep your picture on my phone.
Tiredless toils a farmer wields
to overcrowd his fallow fields.
His seeds did snug the ground,
and rodents ran arround;
in harvest came a yellow yield.
Category B: Serious.
angst, death, funeral, life, loss, lost love, love, sad,
Silver box filled with madrigals
Winter song upon her heart
One single Orchid in her hand
Flower of bitter sadness
Panting for what is lost
Eyes blind in the darkness
Seeing what is left of love
Softly whispering his name
Reaching out for bitter sweet memories
Embittering herself for this pain
A sunset that she missed
Candle light now her company
They chattered before she left
The yellow Orchid on a grave
Untimely death of tender love
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grave, imagery, metaphor, nature, symbolism, yellow,
that field over there
graveyard of skeleton grass
not always happy
autumn, death, leaving, lonely, nature, sad, yellow,
Silently whistling down the sidewalk,
The autumn leaves take their daily stroll.
Further and further away they go, the closer they get.
Speed walking on the concrete slab,
They feel a gust of wind pushing them.
Ironically, a leaf blower rounds them together.
Their stroll ends, as they are bunched into the black plastic bag.
A different stroll is coming; the landfill is near.
They spend their last months together, decomposing away.
beautiful, death, goodbye,
The yellow flower
Taken from the sunny field
Lies on your casket
death of a friend, friend,
Yellow Brick Road
As angels go Dorothy was my favorite!
she saw within our hearts. She knew the
possibilities. She helped us believe
She laughed the hardest, she loved us all,
she guided this lost soul into a place of peace.
We miss you very dearly.
Thoughts from the scarecrow, tin man and cowardly lion!
And your little dog too!
I'll find you at the end of the yellow brick road.
Love to our dear friend, Dorothy Rengsdorff.
death, faith, inspirational, introspection, nature, philosophy, yellow,
I’ll be slipping away like morning
into the bright blue tomorrow;
before you realize I’m gone,
I will be there, where
the yellow flowers bloom.
What matter of air, or earth, or space
can keep me from my hour
in that so green meadow
where the yellow flowers grow
wild up toward the sun.
Every moment is tending
to a natural conclusion;
stream to river runs,
to field, to flower.
angst, death, historyme, yellow,
You said it was nothing,
that we would be alright,
that it was just a symbol,
a yellow piece of cloth.
Nothing was going to happen,
Tell this to me now,
look me in the eye.
I know you can’t.
It’s been a long time
since yellow was just a color
and our star was just a shape.
They need no excuse to be violent.
They do that all on their own.
You said it was nothing,
that we would be alright.
Well look where we are now.
This poem is written in response to a section from Elie Wiesel's Holocaust memoir Night.
allegory, death, fantasy, funny, imagination, inspirational, nature
Poor beautiful yellow snail just enjoying sitting on the railroad rail
So sleek in God's design
Moving so slowly just sliding, slipping along
Here comes the morning train
Well, it won't be very long
confusion, death, father,
He said he saw
his dad die.
it wasn't nice, he said.
Dad wasn't doing too good,
So he kept saying, it was
hard to listen and not say go away.
He was trying his best
to stay awake for him.
so he kept right on talking;
Dad, he said, don't
keep holding on.
In his eyes he could tell
Dad couldn't be here anymore.
Refuse started to come out of
his mouth and nose
Dad I forgive you
for all you have done.
You can die now.