Poetry Thursday: Color Pact--Umber
The prompt word I got today was "umber."
I love it! Thank you, prompt generator.
This poem may not make any sense to anyone who has not tried watercolor painting. It's about the color names.
Color Pact--Umber
Mine is the umber that's not yet burnt.
It hovers
Madder, like rose genuine
and falls incorrectly,
awkward,
through ochre and sienna
desperate to be
Alizarin
(it has no promise of Crimson)
and ends
Raw,
closer to
scarlet lake
Labels: poetry, Poetry Thursday
4 Comments:
I love how you take the prompt and really go with it. And I'm a big fan of the form immitating what's going on in the poem. Very nice!
I love this! I remember sneaking into my mom's paints when I was a kid and thrilling at the poetic mystery of paint names. This takes me back to that, but also is more--capturing the aspiration of umber?
LOVELY!
I have a hard time with the prompt. You did well!
I'm late I know but I must have missed this. It's lovely, I love the names of watercolours and you've used them really well here.
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