I Color (Pink)
I’m frilly, I’m flirty.
I’m gentle and soft— the breath of a child against your neck. A flutter of kisses from your lover in the morning.
I’m a promise as smooth as the inside of a Chiragra spider shell, as clean and fresh as a kitten’s yawn.
Touch me, I’ll curl around your finger.
I’m a lullaby.
Catch me, I’ll quiver.
Comments
AUTHORThank you, MsDora.
Such lovely similes and metaphors for the essence of pink! Well done.
Nice.
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Hi Diana. I wrote the poem as an exercise during a creativity class, titling it "What Color Am I?" All but one reader guessed pink, which made me think I'd done something right. Thanks for stopping by and commenting. Best, Jill
This is a cute poem about pink and it is much easier to relate to then purple, yet both make you understand the value of color. Good job.
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Thanks, Peggy! Appreciate your kind words.
Hi Jill,
You have captured the word Pink with pretty photos and poetic expressions nicely.
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