Poetry Prompt: Color
It’s your fault.
You gifted him the colored coat.
Blue, matching our eyes.
*smize*
He’s at his demise.
In the purple Pit,
They spit and spit.
His teeth went from White
To Yellow.
Golden like
The token
You made him out to be.
A fantasy. Not reality.
Now he’s Brown
Looking like a clown.
He’s in the sun
Working with his Gun
The rain pours
He sleeps and Snores.
Outside and on the inside
Hes empty.
Abandoned and neglected
He seemed to have reflected
On what transpired
Shazam.
A Rainbow appears.
Cheers
He got it back.
It’s straight off the Rack.
It’s color coded.
He is now Blood Red.
And thankfully,
Not yet Dead.
lillian
October 22, 2026 at 9:08 pm
For some reason, I am unable to read you poem. Is there anything I can do so I can see the entire porm? the left side is beyond the margins so I can’t see the entire line.
baronessannie
October 22, 2026 at 9:17 pm
Thanks. I think the site only works for specific browsers
baronessannie
October 22, 2026 at 9:28 pm
Poetry Prompt: Color
It’s your fault.
You gifted him the colored coat.
Blue, matching our eyes.
*smize*
He’s at his demise.
In the purple Pit,
They spit and spit.
His teeth went from White
To Yellow.
Golden like
The token
You made him out to be.
A fantasy. Not reality.
Now he’s Brown
Looking like a clown.
He’s in the sun
Working with his Gun
The rain pours
He sleeps and Snores.
Outside and on the inside
Hes empty.
Abandoned and neglected
He seemed to have reflected
On what transpired
Shazam.
A Rainbow appears.
Cheers
He got it back.
It’s straight off the Rack.
It’s color coded.
He is now Blood Red.
And thankfully,
Not yet Dead.