His Coat Of Many Colours

A more cheerful, colourful, easy read. 5 quatrains from 1975

His coat has many colours,
Joseph is his name
Although some call him 'Joey'
It's Joseph just the same.

The collar on his cloak
Is such a vibrant red
From his shoulders to his pointy chin
It goes right to his head.

The nether of this robe
Has hues of greens and blues
From his chubby, rounded waist
To his rugged grey-black shoes.

His sleeves are speckled yellow
A dazzling golden shade
And silver sprays within the fold -
Delightful how they're made.

Bright scarlet and vermilion
Make threads of colourous joy
For, Joey is a parrot
And 'e's a pretty boy.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Ha, an unexpected ending Alan, in this colourful write. I expect that Joey knew how pretty he was and made sure that everyone heard about it. Certainly a cheerful write on a dull just about to rain Monday morning. I enjoyed your five quatrains from 1975. Have a good day.

Chris

[Alan S Jeeves]

Thanks for the look in Chris, this was a very easy write way back then and, of course, based on a true story (no animals were harmed during the writing of these verses). Joey was part of my family history (just read your latest).
Kind regards, Alan

[Alan S Jeeves]

p.s. The inspiration for this poem was from Joey himself - he told me to do so.

[Chris Shaw]

Isn't it nice to remember our family pets in poetry? Such a lovely thing to do. A lovely way to remember them through the years :)

[Chris Shaw]

You know, you had one clever parrot there

pick up your pen, pick up your pen :) You made me smile this wet morning.

[Alan S Jeeves]

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