Jonathan ROBIN

(22 September / London)

Blue, Brown and Gold


Blue, brown and gold, bold, I'll unfold
a portrait drawn upon a train
one summer morn which shall remain
for heart to hold if truth be told.

Brown, gold and blue she sat, smiled too,
to me it seemed true beauty gleamed, -
my spirit teemed with hopes that, teamed,
we'd share love through fair seasons new.

Blue, gold and brown without a frown
she journeyed on, too soon was gone, -
yet still upon my soul she shone.
Brown bag, blue gown, - Life's golden crown!

Blue, brown and gold, cannot grow [c]old
Year in year out their tale is told...

Submitted: Friday, December 22, 2006
Edited: Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Listen to this poem:

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Blue, Brown and Gold by Jonathan ROBIN )

Enter the verification code :

  • Patricia Wulf (7/10/2007 4:25:00 PM)

    I love how you use those three colors in a different way in each stanza. Makes me feel nostalgic for the past. (Report) Reply

Read all 1 comments »

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  9. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Miriam's danse, Dimitri Khokhlov
  2. The harp players, Mark Heathcote
  3. Heil Britannia, Francie Lynch
  4. The Clouds Out Of An Aeroplane Window, Sambanath Denis
  5. I'm no less, Nassy Fesharaki
  6. On Looking Out The Window Of An Airoplane, Sambanath Denis
  7. Mosaic of Love And Legends By Onkar Nath.., Bijay Kant Dubey
  8. Psalm 067, Forrest Hainline
  9. Who Will They Put In Charge of Vanishing.., mary douglas
  10. The Plow, Liilia Talts Morrison

Poem of the Day

poet Christina Georgina Rossetti

Where sunless rivers weep
Their waves into the deep,
She sleeps a charmed sleep:
Awake her not.
Led by a single star,
She came from very far
...... Read complete »

   

Member Poem

[Hata Bildir]