Yellow Is The Colour

little flower
when i look deep
into your open sunshine
petals

reminding me of butter
and all that is good
in life and worth the
celebrating

do you have any idea
how on a blue morning
you flood my mind with
memories

of happy and laughter
yet here you are alone
without company on a green
grass lawn

in your smallness
rising above all the rest
to catch a single falling
tear drop

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing poem dear Chris.
"do you have any idea
how on a blue morning
you flood my mind with
memories"
I understand the above lives. I have many flowers, re-planted from my grandfather's yard. When they bloom, I can see his face and hear his voice. Thank you dear friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you dear friend for your lovely review. Flowers talk to me too. You understand. I have wonderful memories with some flowers. This was a buttercup. Have a lovely day.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Chris. I am retired now. I added purple/black roses to my English white and red in my garden. My days of traveling is done. Grandchildren and yard. I became my grandfather.

[Chris Shaw]

That is what happens. I am now following my mother’s path.

[Coyote Poetry]

We do follow our mentors.

[emmajoygreen]

Beautiful, soft and sincere. A smile to to both sleep and wake to. How comforting your words always are, , Chris.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Em. That little flower helped to balance out some sad news. I was more then grateful to focus on its beauty. Have a great weekend.

Chris

[emmajoygreen]

Am truly sorry you needed specific comfort, Chris; seems life throws up some terrible - often unexpected sadness. Times when even a small something serves as a comfort. Your poem is as always, -finely written, (Chris)

[Ahmad Attr]

This is exquisite. The sorrow and beauty in life intertwined together always gives the best poetry.

[Chris Shaw]

Ahmad, you have left me both appreciative and delighted with your review. Thank you fir your kindness.

Chris

[W. Barrett Munn]

That is quite a sentence you have written, Chris, sadness and happiness wrapped in a blue and yellow bow.

Winston

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Winston. That is precisely what the poem is about. Thank you for your insights. Have a pleasing day.

Chris

Chris

[John the Baptist]

Obviously, this is about more than one small, yellow flower. Something about it has triggered memories, maybe of people, or of a time generally, that is no more. Nature is like that. In its countless displays of beauty it can call up both what is and what is gone. We should treasure these memories, but at the same not letting them dominate our lives.

[Chris Shaw]

You are so right John. I had some sad news just before writing this poem. I felt the need to get some balance. Sunshine helps. Thank you so much.

Chris

[Neville]

I dont wish to overstate the fact but found myself smiling uncontrollably throughout my encounter with little gem .. made this fella feel kinda mella in a yella kinda way :)

[Chris Shaw]

You are so sixties my friend and I love that because I am too. I was thinking Donovan when I wrote this piece and his Yellow is the colour. A time of happy memories, needed for a sad day. Hope you have a great weekend.

Chris

[Neville]

He sprang to my mind too .. I do believe he is touring .. Have a great weekend as well Chris :)

[Chris Shaw]

What do they say, great minds think alike :))

[Neville]

Better keep the rest to ourselves then :)

[light and ashes]

beautiful work, Christine Shaw.

high marks

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks light and ashes. Your review is s gift. Have a great day.

Chris

[light and ashes]

Bless you, Chris. You are so welcome.

[Chris Shaw]

Have a flower, flower 🌺

[light and ashes]

😊 .................

[Ken Simm.]

In colour theory yellow is the opposite or complimentary of blue. Each makes the other stand out.But you probably knew that.
A delightful little poem that I throughly enjoyed.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Ken, I didn’t know that so your visit has been an education. Pleased you enjoyed this little offering. Thanking you so much. Have a lovely day.

Chris

[willweb]

I am assuming this refers to a buttercup and I know what you mean. A clouded, gloomy day, look down at this cheerful little bloom and all of the sudden, things don't seem so bad. If indeed it is a buttercup in this poem, I remember as kids we used to pick them and hold them up to our chin and the sun would reflect off of them creating a yellow glow to our chin skin. : )

[Chris Shaw]

It is a buttercup I was addressing will in the poem. They always make me smile and think of my younger days. Thanking you for your lovely review. All good wishes my friend.

Chris

[red93]

Beautiful Work Chris, so delicate and careful how you build this Piece - really quite exquisite. Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Tony, always. Know you are appreciated. Have a good weekend.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

looking at that lonely flower would remind us of the times we sat alone in our own garden of acquaintances just wishing one would stop and touch us...feel the scent of our love.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you J. Loneliness is a sad place to be. That is always wise to remember and consider those in that position. Have a good weekend.

Chris