Colours Poem by John Carter Brown
Colours
Green is the carpet that covers the hill
White is the sheep who is eating his fill,
Blue is the curtain that hangs overhead
Black is the darkness that's better not said.
Purple is kingly and rightly should be
Brown is the earth as it holds you and me,
Yellow is summer and warm like the sun
Red at the end of the day when it's done.
Grey is a bleak day and filled with the rain
Always uncertain and so to remain,
Silver is quickly, and costly is gold,
But lovely are poems
When once they are told.
Written Feb 1994
I love the ending to this poem, I think that it's incredibly fitting. It's beautifully done Mr. Brown, thanks.
A lovely poem, very visual. Liked the way it developed into the ending.
..lovely are poems..when they are told..like you did.. ..a very colorful poem..keep it up..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 2:54:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A beautiful rainbow painted within your words...poetry has afforded me the hues to decorate my life. A lovely poem indeed. PEACE