Poem-colors?

Colors are like people

There's more than meets the eye

No two are quite the same

It's own rhythm each lives by



Red a blazing fire

Or Juicy apples in July

Mobs on overcast days

A newborn babe's first cry



Orange a spark of hope

A simple act of gratitude

The fresh scent of peeled fruit

Fish with a gleeful attitude



Yellow is the sun's energy

The happiness of two friend

Warmth a smile always brings

Daffodils in summer winds



Green is life born anew

A tree so proud and tall

A young deer grazing peacefully

Soft rain finishing it's fall



Blue is a gurgling stream

Birds soaring in a cloudless sky

The peace endless oceans bring

A tear that will not dry



Purple an ultraviolet light

Twinkling stars where bats fly

A bruise from a clumsy stumble

Violets swaying under a gorgeous sky



Our differences may seem grand

Yet we're all important in life's game

For what would a rainbow be

If each color were the same?

Poem-colors?
The last line of the first verse is awkward because it is back to front in order to get the rhyme with 'eye'

How about this instead



Colours are like people

No two are quite the same

With each there's more than meets the eye

Each has a different aim.



Red is

Orange is

What does 'mobs on overcast days' mean? Is it some American thing I wouldn't recognise?



I love the Orange verse

- a fish with gleeful attitude (great image)



Soft rain ceasing to fall. (???) yours is too long



two friends



I think the thing I am trying to say here is - just take time to read your poem aloud, hear where it is a bit clumsy, or where the rhythm fails, make small adjustments and the end product will be something to be proud of.

You have clearly worked hard on this poem and in many ways you have succeeded in what you set out to do.

Well done.
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i love your decriptions and imagery

its so original
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