The Poet’s Pallet, Wizard Award ~ The color of his words. Options

[Guest_Rosemerta_*]

This is a poem I wrote in October of 2003. It is one I am considering for a first collection of poems and really want to refine it. Thus any and all help will be greatly appreciated. The coloring of each stanza is intentional so you may have to highlight some of them depending on the color of your skins.

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The Poet’s Pallet

The Poet yellow
basks in sunlight
reflecting the beauty
that surrounds him
painting pictures
in season hues
ever mindful
of God's great gifts

The Poet orange
good humor brings
sometimes to share
the joys of play
at others to hide
his pain within
yet gives to us
the gift of laughter

The Poet red
reveals deep passions
tempting us
with erotic tones
lighting fires of
lust and love
his words affect us
and leave us spellbound

The Poet violet
sings of serenity
sharing peaceful moments
with gentle words
reminding us of God's love
and guidance through the storms
the language of hope
that lifts us from despair

The Poet blue
sheds tears for all
feeling our pain
and loneliness
so touching are his words
we can not deny these feelings
born from the depth
of the heart's confusion

The Poet green
lashes out in envy
exposing doubts and fears
seeking sympathy for his suffering
anger revealed when he feels threatened
defending his honor
desperately speaking
to save his dignity

The Poet pink
plays innocently
bringing back memories
of youthful folly
childlike tones bring joy
to transcend time
how we love those moments
to feel young again

The Poet teal
speaks with pride
as he teaches us valued lessons
upon cultures most diverse
much knowledge we receive
and greater appreciation gained
as we begin to understand
the beauty of variety

The Poet indigo
writes beneath the stars
weaving moonbeams
into love's canvas of silk
He speaks of longing
and hearts filled to the brim
of those moments most precious
where life truly begins

The Poet magenta
intrigues the mind
through surreal images
his words make us think
our thoughts dancing
in varied rhythms
as we each draw insight
from our own experience

The Poet black
hides himself well
for he is all colors held within
drawing on each
as he so desires
to feed his own needs
his is a game played out
in deceit to torture innocent minds

The Poet gray
rises from the ashes
speaking boldly of injustice
defending the meek
his words rest upon the sword
slashing through confusion
he battles without as well as within
exposing truths and multiple sins

The Poet white
speaks words of wisdom
he dips into each and every color
upon the Poet pallet
spreading them like raindrops
to help us grow
blessed are we
to receive such nourishment

So many colors upon the pallet
as authors we appreciate this tool
for it releases the creativity within
and the essence of our souls
Be it for ourselves
or unto friends
the magic of words
is a blessing to be told

Thus
choose your colors wisely

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Artwork: Insert photo from movie "Shakespeare In Love"
This was a graphic I created at the time to accompany this poem.

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[Guest_Cathy_*]

This is a poem I wrote in October of 2003. It is one I am considering for a first collection of poems and really want to refine it. Thus any and all help will be greatly appreciated. The coloring of each stanza is intentional so you may have to highlight some of them depending on the color of your skins.

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The Poet’s Pallet

The Poet yellow
basks in sunlight Instead of using simply 'sunlight' (since you are being poetic and emphasizing color) what about 'gilded light'? It waxes a bit more poetic and still eludes to the color yellow.
reflecting the beauty
that surrounds him Maybe 'reflective beauty surrounds him,'?
painting pictures
in season[ed] hues[,]
ever mindful
of God's great gifts

The Poet orange
good humor brings
sometimes to share
the {joys}[fun] of play
at others to hide
his pain within
yet gives to us
the {gift}[joy] of laughter Sometimes people don't like to use the same word twice and I didn't know if you were aware you had. This would be a way to avoid that if you wanted to.

The Poet red
reveals deep passions
tempt[ations]{ing us}
with erotic tones
{lighting}[kindling] fires of
lust and love
his words affect {us} 'effective' instead of 'affect'?
{and} leave us spellbound

The Poet violet
sings of serenity
sharing peaceful moments
{with} gentle words
remind{ing} us of God's love
{and} guidance through the storms
{the} language of hope
{that} lifts us from despair

The Poet blue
sheds tears for all
feel[s]{ing} our pain
and loneliness
so touching {are} his words
we can not deny {these} feelings
born from the depth
of the heart's confusion

The Poet green
lashes {out} in envy
exposing doubts[,] {and} fears
seeking sympathy for {his} suffering Would omitting 'his' make it sound like he is writing about others suffering, not just his own?
anger revealed when {he feels} threatened
defending his honor
desperately speaking
to save his dignity

The Poet pink
plays innocen[ce]{tly}
{bringing back}[seeking] memories
of youthful folly
childlike tones {bring joy}
{to} transcend time
how we love {those moments}
to feel young again

The Poet teal
speaks with pride
{as he} teaches us valued lessons
upon cultures most diverse
{much} knowledge we receive
{and} greater appreciation gained
{as} we begin to understand
{the} beauty [in]{of} variety

The Poet indigo
writes beneath {the} stars
weaving moonbeams
into love's canvas of silk 'silk canvas'
He speaks of longing
and hearts {filled to the} brim[ming]
of {those} moments most precious
{where} life truly begins

The Poet magenta
intrigues the mind
through surreal images
{his} words make us think
our thoughts dancing
in varied rhythms
as we each draw insight
from our own experience

The Poet black
hides himself well
{for} he is all colors held within
drawing on each
as he {so} desires
to feed his own needs
{his is} a game played out
in deceit to torture innocent minds

The Poet gray
rises from {the} ashes
speak[s]{ing} boldly of injustice
defending the meek
his words rest upon the sword
slashing through confusion
{he} battles without as well as within
exposing truths and multiple sins

The Poet white
speaks words of wisdom
{he} dips into each {and every} color
upon the {Poet} pallet
spreading them like raindrops
to help us grow
blessed are we
to receive such nourishment

So many {colors}[shades] upon the pallet
as authors we appreciate {this tool}
{for} it releases the creativity within
{and} the essence of our souls
Be it for ourselves
or unto friends
the magic of words
is a blessing to be told

Thus
choose your colors wisely Great ending! These last two verses sum it up nicely! As for the suggestions ... just my meager thoughts; use or lose as YOU see fit! *smiles* I love the concept of this poem no matter what. One other thought ... each verse begins 'The Poet "color"'. What about dropping 'The' and just using 'Poet Blue' for example?

I enjoyed the read! Thanks!

[b]The Poet’s Pallet

Poet Yellow
basks in gilded light
reflective beauty
surrounds him
painting pictures
in seasoned hues
ever mindful
of God's great gifts

Poet Orange
good humor brings
sometimes to share
the fun of play
at others to hide
his pain within
yet gives to us
the joy of laughter

Poet Red
reveals deep passions
temptations
with erotic tones
kindling fires of
lust and love
his words effective
leave us spellbound

Poet Violet
sings of serenity
sharing peaceful moments
gentle words
remind us of God's love
guidance through storms
language of hope
lifts us from despair

Poet Blue
sheds tears for all
feels our pain
loneliness
so touching his words
we can not deny feelings
born from the depth
of the heart's confusion

Poet Green
lashes in envy
exposing doubts, fears
seeking sympathy for suffering
anger revealed when threatened
defending his honor
desperately speaking
to save his dignity

Poet Pink
plays innocence
seeking memories
of youthful folly
childlike tones
transcend time
how we love
to feel young again

Poet Teal
speaks with pride
teaches us valued lessons
upon cultures most diverse
knowledge we receive
greater appreciation gained
we begin to understand
beauty in variety

Poet Indigo
writes beneath stars
weaving moonbeams
into love's silk canvas
speaks of longing
and hearts brimming
of moments most precious
where life truly begins

Poet Magenta
intrigues the mind
through surreal images
words make us think
our thoughts dancing
in varied rhythms
as we each draw insight
from our own experience

Poet Black
hides himself well
he is all colors held within
drawing on each
as he desires
to feed his own needs
a game played out
in deceit to torture innocent minds

Poet Gray
rises from ashes
speaking boldly of injustice
defending the meek
his words rest upon the sword
slashing through confusion
battles without as well as within
exposing truths and multiple sins

Poet White
speaks words of wisdom
dips into each color
upon the pallet
spreading them like raindrops
to help us grow
blessed are we
to receive such nourishment

So many shades upon the pallet
as authors we appreciate
it releases the creativity within
the essence of our souls
Be it for ourselves
or unto friends
the magic of words
is a blessing to be told

Thus
choose your colors wisely



Cathy[/b]

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Artwork: Insert photo from movie "Shakespeare In Love"
This was a graphic I created at the time to accompany this poem.