Writing poems off writing prompts
Prompt: 6. Personify a color by writing a monologue, poem, or short story in its voice.
Dear colorer,
This is a suicide note.
I have been thrown across classrooms,
chewed,
spit out,
stabbed repeatedly,
used on the tip,
and I can't stand it anymore.
I am also offended.
You think I am angry all the time!
I promise you,
I'm not.
Why do you use me
for all your angry faces?
Your firetrucks and fires
do annoy me so.
The worst of all
is the liquid
that pours out of colorers like yourself.
I hate being used for that!
Liquid is for blue
not for me.
Why can't
you use me for things like
pretty shirts
or bright lipstick
smiley faces
lightbulbs above heads
curly hair and freckles
or maybe hearts?
Now mine is broken,
so this is goodbye.
Love,
Your Red Marker
P. S. I think blue might be having thoughts like mine too,
so don't be surprised if he goes too.
Between you and me, I think he's always been depressed.
(Timmy opened this letter right before his beloved red marker ran out of ink.
R. I. P. Red,
and pray for blue...)
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