Ava's Weekend Boat Fun comic poem number 451 by Angela Lansbury

Life is fun when you're big, and three

You can reach strawberries for tea

Open the top fridge on your own

You climb on chairs and feel at home

 Little Ava has lots of friends

With birthday parties at weekends

But when she has a day that's free

She goes out with her family

Sometimes it's to a nearby park

So they get home before it's dark

She loves swings, ropes and the long slide

Then she sleeps on a short car ride

She likes to eat a blueberry

For breakfast, lunch, dinner or tea

She likes to eat an olive, too

And thinks of handing one to you

She likes to eat with family

Sit on sofas to watch TV

Twice small Ava rode on a boat

In a life jacket, on the sea

Child wearing life jacket. Photo from Sharot Family. Copyright.

Her little shoes are on the floor

A pair beside the big front door

We ask her, 'Dear, whose are these shoes?

These pretty shoes, reds, pinks and blues?'

She picks up a shoe, she frowns and says

'This shoe is mine!' That shoe is mine!'

She opens the door. Weather's fine

She's ready to have a good time

 Little Ava has lots of friends

With birthday parties at weekends

But when she has a day that's free

She goes out with her family.

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To get the right number of syllables, eight per line, I changed going out to go out.

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Writer's Dreams comic poem number 450 by Angela Lansbury

  I dream I'll write a famous work

Best selling novel or sweet song

If I stick to the facts and truth

Add quotes and rhymes, it can't take long

If I describe a red, red rose

A phrase which everybody knows

I'll join greats of the English nation

Solve problems of the illustration

If I can't find a red, red rose

I'll make do with an orange one

I think that's more original

It makes a change so it's more fun

Orange rose. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.

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But if you think it's bad or mad

Share it to make bad friendships end.

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Red Roses And Colours Colored By Common Sense 449

 BLACK

 Henry Ford, founder of the Ford motor company in the USA is often quoted.

You can have any color you like so long as it's black.

(Although there is some dispute as to whether he even said that, and in those exact words, I shall quote the quoted quote.)

WHITE

Wear white at night.

Road safety campaign, UK.

Orange rose. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.

RED

Roses are red, violets are blue

Honey is sweet, and so are you.

Poem written by Joseph Ritson in 1700s.

Roses are red, violets are blue

I've written a poem, and so can you.

Angela Lansburry Tuesday July 30 2024.

Flower Colours

To learn colour codes of flowers

Can waste many hours

Red is only for lovers

What nonsense - and others.

You repeat what you heard

Some daft phrases and words

Everyone does the same

You and I aren't to blame

Don't waste half the night

Setting the world right

Just use common sense

Black is black, white is white.

BLUE

Roses aren't  always red, 

Violets aren't always blue

Most people don't know when

To say many and few

The rain has blocked the drain

It rains on hills in Spain

Despite this I love you

That's one thing which is true..  .

Angela Lansbury

July 2024

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https://www.proofreadingservices.com/pages/books-with-a-color-in-the-title

Several books use the words silver sea in the title.

Quora has seveal answers to a question asking for poems about colour.

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Robert Frost: Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

Oscar Wilde: Symphony in Yellow

An omnibus across the bridge
Crawls like a yellow butterfly,
And, here and there, a passer-by
Shows like a little restless midge.

Big barges full of yellow hay
Are moored against the shadowy wharf,
And, like a yellow silken scarf,
The thick fog hangs along the quay.

The yellow leaves begin to fade
And flutter from the Temple elms,
And at my feet the pale green Thames
Lies like a rod of rippled jade.

Wallace Stevens: Disillusionment of Ten o’ Clock

The houses are haunted
By white night-gowns.
None are green,
Or purple with green rings,
Or green with yellow rings,
Or yellow with blue rings.
None of them are strange,
With socks of lace
And beaded ceintures.
People are not going
To dream of baboons and periwinkles.
Only, here and there, an old sailor,
Drunk and asleep in his boots,
Catches tigers
In red weather.

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Here are some examples of poems about colors by famous poets:

"The Orange" by Wendy Cope is a short poem that reflects on the experience of peeling and eating an orange. It focuses on the vibrant orange color and the sensory experience.

"The Red Wheelbarrow" by William Carlos Williams is a brief but evocative poem that centers on the image of a red wheelbarrow. The color red is used to emphasize the vividness of the object.

"Ode on a Grecian Urn" by John Keats describes the intricate painted scenes on an ancient Greek urn, including references to the colors used, such as the "little town" with "silent streets, and suite of peace."

"Color" by Mary Sarton is a longer poem that explores the author's emotional and philosophical associations with different colors like red, blue, and yellow.

"Chartreuse" by Marianne Moore is a poem that playfully ruminates on the unique green-yellow color and how it is used to describe natural and man-made objects.

The goal of these examples is to provide a high-level overview of some well-known poems that focus on or prominently feature color imagery, without reproducing any copyrighted text. Let me know if you need any clarification or have additional questions!

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Well, here’s my personal favorite, although I don’t think he’s well-known as a poet. Shel Silverstein (author of The Giving Tree) has written a couple poetry books, and one of my favorite poems from Where the Sidewalk Ends is a poem called “Colors.”

My skin is sort of brownish,
Pinkish, yellowish, white.
My eyes are greyish, bluish, green,
But I’m told they look orange in the night.
My hair is reddish, blondish, brown
But it’s silver when it’s wet;
And all the colors I am inside
Have not been invented yet.

Other poem about colors by famous authors are “Is White a Color?” by John Matthews, “Nothing Gold can Stay” by Robert Frost, “In White” by Robert Frost, and “Camps of Green” by Walt Whitman.

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Certainly! Here are some famous poems that explore colors:

1> “The Red Wheelbarrow” by William Carlos Williams:

• This poem is renowned for its vivid imagery and use of the color red:
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• so much depends
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• a red wheel
• barrow
• glazed with rain
• water
• beside the white
• chickens.
• 2> “In a Station of the Metro” by Ezra Pound:
• * Though very short, this poem uses contrasting colors to evoke a powerful image:
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• The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
• Petals on a wet, black bough.
• 3> “Fern Hill” by Dylan Thomas:
• * This poem uses colors to evoke memories and feelings of childhood:
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• And green and golden I was huntsman and herdsman, the calves
• Sang to my horn, the foxes on the hills barked clear and cold,
• And the sabbath rang slowly
• In the pebbles of the holy streams.
• 4> “The Waste Land” by T.S. Eliot:
• * Particularly the section titled “What the Thunder Said,” where Eliot uses various colors to evoke emotions and states of mind.
• 5> “She Walks in Beauty” by Lord Byron:
• * Though not solely focused on colors, Byron’s use of contrasts like “dark and bright” and “night and day” evokes imagery related to colors.

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Here are a few notable poems about colors by famous poets:

1> “The Red Wheelbarrow” by William Carlos Williams - This poem emphasizes the vivid imagery of a red wheelbarrow, showcasing the importance of color in everyday life.

2> “A Red, Red Rose” by Robert Burns - Burns uses the color red to symbolize love and passion in this romantic poem.

3> “The Blue Bowl” by Mary Oliver - Oliver reflects on nature and the emotional significance of the color blue in her work.

4> “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” by William Wordsworth - While not solely focused on color, the description of daffodils emphasizes their bright yellow, capturing the beauty of spring.

5> “The Color Purple” by Alice Walker - Though not a traditional poem, Walker’s novel contains lyrical prose that vividly celebrates the color purple as a symbol of beauty and resilience.

6> “Black Rook in Rainy Weather” by Ted Hughes - Hughes explores the interplay of color and creativity, using dark imagery contrasted with vibrant elements.

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Throughout history , the vibrant tapestry of colors has captivated the imaginations of poets , inspiring them to weave words that paint vivid hues upon the canvas of our minds . Here are a few notable poems about colors by renowned poets : * * * '' Ode to Color '' by William Carlos Williams * * celebrates the vibrant spectrum of colors , capturing the essence of each shade with concise , evocative language . * * * '' The Green Fuse '' by Anne Sexton * * uses the color green as a symbol of life , growth , and renewal , exploring the cyclical nature of existence and the transformative power of nature . * * * '' Blue Symphony '' by Paul Laurence Dunbar * * paints a musical picture of the color blue , evoking images of tranquil waters , clear skies , and distant horizons . * * * '' O Color '' by Rabindranath Tagore * * is a lyrical ode to all colors , marveling at their beauty and their ability to evoke emotions and enhance our perceptions . * * * '' Red '' by H.D . ( Hilda Doolittle ) * * delves into the passionate and intense emotions associated with the color red , exploring themes of love , desire , and liberation . These poems showcase the evocative power of language in capturing the essence of colors and their profound impact on our experiences and emotions . By immersing ourselves in these verses , we can gain a deeper appreciation for the transformative nature of color and its ability to inspire , uplift , and ignite our imaginations . * * Click on the link in my bio to explore an enchanting anthology of poems dedicated to the symphony of colors , where you can lose yourself in a world of vibrant hues and evocative verses . * *

Colours of Clothes 448

Angela Lansbury wearing red. Photo by Trevor Sharot. Copyright.

Tell me what colour I should wear

To match my eyes or match my hair

To match the season, week or day

To match my work or say it's play

Black is black, for winter night

White is light, for summer daylight

Skies are blue, and clouds are white

Sailor blue would look just right

 Red is blood and red is dead

Red is lucky and auspicious

Strawberries and raspberries

Cherry red, how delicious

A rainbow means I can't decide

The choice of shoes is open wide

What to match, not critical

I must say, not political

What do I like? See what I show

All the colours of the rainbow!

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On Growing Older comic poem 447 by Angela Lansbury

Author Angela Lansbury. Photo by Travor Sharot Copyright.

 They say, 'Age is just a number,'

But the number's getting bigger

The old proclaim, 'I still feel young!"

Youngster's excahange looks and snigger.

First your glare at growing wrinkles

Dye and try hide roots of grey hair

 Then you start to admit our age

You retire and you no longer care

At first you go for exercise

A daily swim or biking

Start with one walking stick or two

One's a brolly, two means hiking

Some refuse a walking stick

And defy the march of time

I'm glad when others fetch a chair

And swap their higher seat with mine

With Alzeimer's your brain is full

Why don't feet don't hide a spare head

Some folk when it's their time to go

Shrug and think they'll be better of dead

I want to live as long as I can

I've always been that way

But now I'm older I like eating pickles

So my tastes might change one day.. 

Growing old is really easy

It's staying alive is hard

But I cross the roads carefully

Dearing of the royal Well done car.

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Every Poem Needs A Twist comic poem 446 by Angela Lansbury

Every poem needs a twist

Each, novel, joke and story

Add a line which can't be missed

But's recalled. brings you glory

You can have a twist at birth

Boy or girl, or black or white

Extra limbs or missing some

Intersex, hermaphrodite

Masks and foreign places. Photo by Angela Lansbury. Copyright.

You must have a twisted death

In a foreign and strange place

Die with jokes, a wake with mirth

Or a mask ripped off a face

Wedding cakes which make all ill

Lawyers never send the bill

Shroud of rainbows, ribbons frills

Give lots to me in your wills.

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Painting Everywhere By a Three Year Old , Comic poem number 445 by Angela Lansbury

 

She's abstract painted everywhere

Up her arms, and into her hair

Over the sofa, on the door

Across the window, on the floor

She climbed high up, using a chair

Finds pencils on the shelf and then

She found a set of marker pens

And paints the walls without a care

Her father made her scrub the floor

He was not cross, but Mum might be

But it's a chore, "Don't let Mum see,"

She scrubbed half off, He said, "Scrub more!"

I text, "To ward off all these hells

You must invest in some small bells

Attach them to her feet or dress,"

"But what's what's she doing? You can't guess!"

Her father sighed and shook his head

"But when we are asleep in bed

Those bells will wake us when they ring

We'd need the bells on everything!"

I said, "You have to teach your child

Before she goes to start a task

Go and find your Mum or your Dad

Before you act, you always ask."

"Yes - she'll ask, may I paint the door

Or maybe, may I kill the frog

May I paint the floor

May I paint the dog?"

Granny, you can teach he

The vital words and sounds

I'll speak to her on zoom, 

Each minute twenty pounds

But you must hold her still

Recite with as well

When will she seek permission?

Only time will tell

Then at bedtime you play it back

The entire recording

Better than a lullaby

And for more rewarding.

Mummy, may I paint the front door?

Dad, may I kill the jumping frog?

Gran, may I paint the kitchen floor?

And may I paint the neighbour's dog?

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Editing observations.

To cut syllables I changed have to into must.

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