"roygbiv" poems
I saw a rainbow,
Looking at our dreadful situation.
You notice the colors it gives,
But,
It's the inverted smile I see,
Like happiness faltering to its curve,
Just masking it with ROYGBIV.
Even so,
It never fails to share every hue,
To lift every mouths to grin,
And to give color to the greyscale scene.
Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 4:28 AM UTC
My pens and pencils neatly arranged.
From largest to smallest.
From shortest to tallest.
My markers perfectly aligned.
ROYGBIV.
Red
Orange
Yellow
Green
Blue
Indigo
Violet
Rule to live by.
In order of the Rainbow.
Aesthetically pleasing.
Perfect.
My erasers meticulously stacked.
widest to thinnest.
My pencil case empty.
The teacher approaches the board.
I grab a number two pencil from the small end.
(get the weak out of the way)
I am ready to go.
Ready for action.
Prepared for anything and everything.
James comes up to my desk, grabs it with two hands and shakes it.
My masterpiece crashes to the ground.
I was not prepared for that.
He laughs.
I cry.
Whaddya have to do that for?
Jul 17, 2012
Jul 17, 2012 at 12:52 PM UTC
i like to be wise with my beautiful brown eyes
my thick thighs and my voluptuous size
fruit flies sticking to me cause i'm so sweet
i make the beats but dont eat that red meat
sensitive but calm and super duper collected
will get you wrapped around my finger, kid
pinky promises is how i keep it real
drinkin' tall boys, always breakin' the seal
addicted to my flavor, youll be on dis fashionistaquena
part puerto rican, but got money but not enough lend ya
crowds call my name and it keeps on echoin'
famous like the amos cookies, keep my green in a tin
i'm so frickin' visual, ROYGBIV colors make me trip all day
so vib-rant, i spy a red ant and rainbows are the color "gay"
lets collaborate, take your hands & drop all the hate, i just ate...
chips and dip, my lip ring fell out so i put in a paperclip
bobbypin in my hair, my lion locks
i'm like uffie "i pop the glocks"
Feb 27, 2011
Feb 27, 2011 at 6:05 PM UTC
Red, orange, yellow
Green, blue, indigo, violet
Fair reflecting arch
Against a dark and brooding sky
Bouncing back the sun's bright light
Dec 30, 2012
Dec 30, 2012 at 4:03 PM UTC
Fireworks that spray paint
brain matter and bits of tongue
like obscenities in a bathroom stall.
Spray paint everything yellow.
Own everything. Burn everything.
**** everything. Invade it;
infect it, vivisect your name
as an iron-on patch into it's guts.
Stitch it in close to something necessary.
A little bit of everything dies.
Anything that can be possessed,
umbrella of oppressions.
Prancing.
You'd make me cry just to see if it's possible.
You'd push me off the edge to see how close I am.
You'd push me off the edge to see how fast I fall.
You'd step on my fingers to see if they bleed.
You'd stomp in my teeth to see if they crack.
You'd spit on the corpse to see if it hydrates.
Cartwheeling.
Anything abrasive, anything slightly toxic,
something disgusting to indulge in.
**** the gardens, **** the rivers and lakes;
Died in a boar's den,
died in the stomach of a volcano,
gave it three days and decided
death suits one just fine.
Pieces
of
dishes
stuck between your toes.
A rainbow in violent undertones,
the ROYGBIV of slashing motions.
Tax exempt.
Cartwheeling.
A little bit of everything dies.
Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 3:16 AM UTC
i straddle
rainbows
one foot
firmly planted
on an
elusive dream
the other slipping
on a rock covered
with forgetfulness
a palate
of roygbiv
masks
my face
and covers
addled hands
both
bear
witness
to tomorrows
green pastures
and yesterdays
blue hues
thankfully
all the colors
of my endless
rainbows
slip
through fingers
that always fail to
remember my
inability to
perceive
jbm
Oakland
9/27/11
Nov 4, 2011
Nov 4, 2011 at 10:58 PM UTC
Red is the color of our blood that binds our bond,
As we watch the sun set and rise.
Laughter and happiness caught us by surprise.
The grass we stand were wet with dew,
And the blue birds singing was nothing new.
After the storm of deep midnight blue,
Lies a rainbow with the colors you knew.
Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 6:42 PM UTC
we saluted the flag that morning
we sat down that morning
we all partook in class that morning
we all slept a bit too long that morning
tune it out, try to
distort the frequency
forget the consequence
you can't pay for **** like this on tv anymore
Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 4:09 AM UTC
God so loved the world that She....
Gave Her only son; duh
She also turned our feeble existence into a barren, destitute and flood soaked wasteland
But then came the Rainbow
Her Rainbow
Her plea to humanity for forgiveness
Love spelt out in ROYGBIV
The sky glimmered with the foreshadowing of the ultimate form of sacrificial love
Let my heart be ensnared by Her Rainbow
Her grace came at great cost so mine wouldn't have to
Nov 25, 2018
Nov 25, 2018 at 9:38 AM UTC
Triarchyness
I am human and triarchyness is I
it is everything I stand for
it is how I dive, slide, and ride
this crazy thing called life that's mine.
I am human and triarchyness is me
it is the ROYGBIV goggles from which I see.
At the core
it is my values, beliefs, opinions and more
it is the guiding force behind my closing or opening of doors.
I am human and through the fire and the bliss
I will forever maintain my triarchyness.
Jul 17, 2013
Jul 17, 2013 at 4:19 PM UTC
Anyone can marry their high school sweetheart. Don't try to sell me on your watered down version of a fairy tale. Like it's some sort of an accomplishment, locking yourself in a dark room and pretending there isn't an entire world out there. That's like painting with only one color the rest of your life. I want to experience first hand every aspect the rainbow has to offer. I want to know how red and yellow make me feel. I want to try green on for a summer. I want to be absolutely sure that orange isn't for me. I want to find just the right version of blue. I'll spend the rest of my life searching the depths of the earth for deep violet if it means I'll never settle for the first color I tried on. By the time you realize you're over red, I'll be well on my way to indigo horizons.
Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 11:47 AM UTC
There is not always a rainbow after the rain
Storm after storm, I feel the same.
There goes the sun, I still see dim.
He walks with a candle, and blew it as he came.
Terrified, to never see a light again.
Jul 15, 2019
Jul 15, 2019 at 1:21 PM UTC
R
coral cinnabar crimson carmine
cerise claret cochineal cardinal
burgundy ruby scarlet vermillion
O
apricot amber carnelian topaz
nascarat saffron jacinthe tangerine
Y
flavescent lutescent xanthic citrine
jessamy ictericious ochre meline
G
vivid viridian olivaceous teal
zinnober porraceous and eau de nil
caeisous virescent cyaneous corbeau
celeste celadon pavonated azuline
I
cobalt peacock prussian pthalo
saffirine aegean denim blue
V
amaranthine amethyst violaceous plum
heliotrope purple violet mauve
ianthine porphyrous lilac lavender too
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 7:24 AM UTC
There dwells a divine
color
The interim of
ROYGBIV
Battles the lost
to find their truth
Hides the found
that are nowhere
Looks beyond
the black of night
Swallows the sun
the light of day
No judgement will rise
for those who see
GRAY
Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 7:27 PM UTC