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The 33 Poems I Wrote for Vocal’s True Colors Challenge
I did something I did not expect: in a two-week span I wrote over thirty poems all around the themes of colors and uniqueness (specifically, things that make me unique). While some came out better than others—though you can be the judge—I wanted to compile them all somewhere just so that there's a marker for this momentous (?) occasion. (I know it only matters to me, but still.)
By Jillian Spiridon5 years ago in Poets
The Color in My Soul
The Color in My Soul The idea of color seems so simple. It's everywhere we look. But how simple is it, really, when you're not speaking of a book
By Rosanne Hauck5 years ago in Poets
I AM EVERY COLOR
I AM EVERY COLOR I am every color. A palette of beauty, A blended spectacle, uniquely crafted fiber by fiber.
By Marcus Elmore5 years ago in Poets
We've Made It
I came from the deep blue of my parents' struggles. The navy blues of passports and the expanse of sea through a plane window.
By Hae-Yuan Chang5 years ago in Poets
Camo
As a child, my name, Freesia, would get mistaken for Fuchsia. And before I was born, they’d decided colors, too, had genders—and would place me
By Freesia McKee5 years ago in Poets
Unapologetically Black.
I am Black. The darkest color on the wheel; The complete absorption of light.
By Sierra Ginae.5 years ago in Poets
upside down, backward, and inside out
upside down, backwards, and inside out you happen to be able to read me I’m a bad actress and I can’t help that my heart wants someone else
By Emma Sikes 5 years ago in Poets
Color Bind
Neurodiversity is an umbrella of colors Color creates reactions It changes thinking patterns When I was diagnosed with depression, I was sky blue
By K L5 years ago in Poets
A Good Name for a Human
Brown was the color of the corduroy pants Peeking out from under tulle tutus. Monster trucks in the mud and vroom-vroom sounds.
By Emily Wedick5 years ago in Poets
The Elephant Says
The Elephant Says that i trivialized its complexion- i saw something i perceived to be worn- and i equated it to my misery-
By Jada Ferguson5 years ago in Poets
7 Haiku Poems for Mothers
1. Morning Sickness I don't feel so well Every morning up it comes Still, I flush with pride 2. Unwelcome Advances Why do strangers think
By Denise Shelton5 years ago in Poets
Walking Between Raindrops
In the aftermath that is the echo of inflicted evil, I wear a color you’ve never heard before, leaving me cursed to never be without chaos and contradiction, poetry in a world still learning the alphabet
By Kerri Caldwell5 years ago in Poets