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There is a rainbow in my world today,
With every word your write my way.
Colors of emotions flow in harmony,
as they spread across the sky in unity.
Wrap me in your red, orange and blue,
fill me with the violet passion of you.
You make the sky shine after that rain,
softly your soul pushes away the pain.
In every luxurious line that you say,
you are the rainbow in my world today.
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COLORS for MOTHER,
Looking towards the blue sky
Every color camouflaged around the cloud
Tears of sadness began to dry
Watching all the colors display out loud
The dark needing to fade
The grey in my life finally made sense
Colors overlapping, forming a beautiful cascade
Shoulders of tense
I imagined your smile against the yellow sun
Giving light to all the matter of the things I've done
A warmness in my red heart-- together in the long run
Creating a new purple and pink sensation-- as one
My new rainbow doesn't come in black and white
Giving reason to follow the joy of light
A gift of colors remind me everything will be all right
A guide blazing throughout the night
Lavender plant blooming for the world to see
A garden of every color just for me
Everyday I see the sunrise, rising up in colors of glee
My Rainbow will appear everyday without rain, no matter how deep the sea
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet, the perfect skin tan
My sweet angel your the largest spectrum where ever rainbows span
I wrote this poem for my mom.
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The gentle music flows
from every drop of rain,
as it just lightly taps
against my window pane.
The wind begins to whistle
it's own melodious song,
while the wind-chimes
dance and play along.
The soothing sounds cast open
the windows and doors.
I close my eyes and breathe.
The energy surrounds me as my spirit soars.
I hold out my hand and feel the raindrops
as if they were at play.
My breath now quickened with emotion.
I taste the rain on my lips as I embrace the glorious day.
The curtains blow inward
the breeze itself is warm,
my mind is so peaceful
in the calm before the storm.
The sky's voice trembles
from above a darkening cloud,
as the rolling thunder
speaks it's thoughts aloud.
The thunder awakens
the flash of light.
The part of nature
that sends some to flight.
I chose to embrace the power of nature
in the earth and sky.
And bask in the wonder
that fills my eyes.
The rain seems to be letting up
as it puddles on the green grass,
and the once powerful winds
are now calming down at last.
The gray clouds are parting
and a bright rainbow forms,
proving that something beautiful
can come from such dangerous storms.
My eyes close and I breathe
in the scent of the cleansing rain.
The brilliant hues of the rainbow
dance in my mind where I feel no pain.
The sun peaks from behind the clouds
just to say hi.
I feel the warmth against my face
as I view the beauty with a sigh.
Written by: Kelly Deschler & Nature Boy
For Jared Pickett's contest - "Collaboration"
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Oh my regal Eucalyptus friend,
Your tall rainbow trunk is rooted deep,
Stationary, yet your tree tops bend
In constant unison with the wind.
My camera can’t capture your awesome sweep.
Thin limbs try to reach the azure sky
While your trunk fascinates passersby.
An army of ants reveals a platoon
Moving over bark to their marching tune.
Your small leaves sing in susurrate song,
A Queen amidst trees where you belong!
© Connie Marcum Wong
We have this lovely tree here in Hawaii. The rainbow eucalyptus, Mindanao gum, or rainbow gum is the only Eucalyptus species found naturally in the Northern Hemisphere. Its natural distribution spans New Britain, New Guinea, Seram, Sulawesi and Mindanao.
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Lightning flashed, blinded my innocent, trusting eyes.
Thunder ravaged my soul, and forced out my cries.
Destructive winds threatened, ripped me all apart.
Raindrops, the tears that ever flooded my heart.
Dark clouds were ever-present, in turbulent air.
Yet, no winds could stir the flowers in my hair.
No longer waiting for that storm to pass the hill.
I left it behind, and walked away by my own will.
A rainbow shined beautifully, yet arched into a frown.
As every now and then, the rain still comes down.
I have stepped right over you, like scattered debris.
As the sun's rays now light down a new path for me.
For Shanity Rain's contest - "After The Storm"
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You and I make the rainbow!
You know dear why I love rain?
It washes away my soul's strain!
My hair fall free to go with the flow!
My face lights up, gets back its glow!
That's why I am letting me get wet!
I haven't got that dreamy feeling yet!
When water tickles under my feet!
Dribbling drops form a dance beat!
The breeze around asks me to fly!
Even if I know I couldn't, I still try!
I go into another world, while I'm here!
The sky that's so far, to me it gets near!
While I am afloat, under the cloud's gazebo!
Not the raindrops, you and I make rainbow!
Poetry by Dr. Asghar Nazeer (LinkedIn profile http://sa.linkedin.com/in/drasgharnazeerlinkedinprofile)
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I could smell and sense
the showers coming in the air
with an approaching storm.
I inhale this
light little scent of heaven.
The rain will never dampen my spirits.
No umbrella for me tonight.
But, I don't mind,
I'll walk in the rain.
I savor this
sweet little taste of heaven.
The flavor is cool and refreshing,
with a purity
that is almost indescribable.
It is cleansing to my soul,
I can feel it
washing away my cares,
and making it okay to smile, again.
I experience this
gentle little caress of heaven.
When it soaks through
my jacket and my jeans.
My shoes splash
in the rain
with every step that I take.
I can hear it
tap dancing on the rooftops,
with invisible feet.
reflect on the wet pavement,
in pools of gold and silver.
The neon signs blink,
red and yellow,
blue and green.
Like drips of paint,
it puddles on the street.
to where there was none before,
only a flood of gray.
Now there is a palette
of fragrances to absorb.
Creating almost a rainbow
in the nighttime.
Written by: Kelly Deschler
November 11th, 2013
For Nette Onclaud's contest - "Fragrance Of Rain"
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With the sun shining on my right side
And the clouds pouring rain on my left
It seemed to me, I didn’t have too far to go
To reach the most brilliant rainbow I had ever seen yet
I ran as fast as my little feet could take me
Before the spectacle could up and disappear
My whole life, I wanted to scale rainbows
I may as well do it right now and here
When I reached the beginning I was almost blinded
The red and orange were hot to my touch
But when I grabbed a hold of the yellow and green
They didn’t hurt so much
I placed one foot on the blue; the other on the indigo
I used the violet underneath me, to point out which way to go
The slope started off steep; it took everything I had to climb
As up and up and up I went, losing all track of time
At the top of the rainbow I could see forever
The earth beneath me and the heavens above
I had never felt this feeling before
I’m pretty sure that they call it “love”
I just sat there in peaceful silence
With the colors wrapped around my limbs
If happiness was a deep blue ocean
I had just jumped in it for a swim
The time had come for me to descend
As the sun was starting to set
I slid down the rainbow like a playground slide
On a ride I will never forget
When I reached the end of the rainbow
I found disappointed people looking for gold
But fortunes aren’t found at the end of the rainbow
It’s in the journey – or so I am told
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Like morning light break forth of eastern skies
And astound with beauty the waking eyes
So did my heart before you rose to praise
A seraph in the nectar of flesh, May's
Brightest bloom in the garden of gladness
The purest form of earth's bare loveliness.
To you, O joy, O let me sing
Let me tell of love first coming.
Awake the woodland choir for my song
Awake the primal hour of spring's soft throng
Awake the lark not yet on wing
Awake the world, an anthem bring
Of praise, of praise to beauty, praise
To the sweet rainbow of our days
Sweet fragments make the rainbow bloom aloft
Light splintered is yet in beauty so soft
And whole, the healing balm of my parched soul
Each little wonder a stair a bright stair
A garden of glory on heaven's scroll
I climb to suck the breast of worship here
I seek your worth and find God there
Uplifting me from mortal care
Inside the tabernacle of the soul
Wild and dusty, the dry harmattans roll
And every tender tree gasping for rain
Beheld sapphire arid sky and pray in vain
The pearly cumulus would sable turn
Where on the eye pivots the graceful tern
And then so suddenly you came
The phoenix of another name
Too deaf the deft pianist fingers toll
His litany your virtue to extol
You the image's bone transformed, transcend
All that desire loves and love declares right
Eden's broken wings yet make praise ascend
As prayers in the fluid light, a flight
Of rapture, leaving silent stars
And earth's tumult to jealous wars
Nothing but you, and you alone exist
O sacred symphony of heaven's bliss
And all earth shambles fore you fall again
To rise in your glory a better tale
The joy of beggining the end of pain
Lighthouse eternal, love that cannot fail
Sweet still the night aglow parades
Yet star like flowers morning fades
Morning melted into mist, grass perspired
In the cool, leaves transpired droplets of bliss
The rainbow my thoughts like heaven attired
Beauty its providence hasten to kiss
Time had divinity at its leafed door
And seas and rivers in long triumph roar
The rhythm of earth so to begin
To break the carnal rule of sin.
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A Rainbow Sings
Prismatic rainbow graces sky many ways
with brilliant hues of multicolored rays
picturesque goniochromism sings to decorate
a ketch with Tyrian purple sails out late
Sepia hue tinges this kaleidoscopic scene
monolexemic shades threaten to richly preen
majestic phenomena seen in sky embraces
mists, vanishing clouds and aurorae traces
A Rayleigh Scattering sets rainbow apart
miracle that sends opalescence to impart
this sky mingling multitude of colors now
as red, orange, purple and yellow take bow
Interwoven within this prismatic awe inspiring view
The hopes and dreams of gentle poets like me and you!
Robert J. Lindley, 08-10-2014
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The Butterfly Flutters By
Butterfly flutters by and glorious time stands still
life springs forth and joy leaps to overfill
A beauty sent to bring heavenly and great delight
like the glory of moon and stars on a clear night
Flashes of vibrant rainbows pass into the magic scene
pureness, life emerging in a passing so serene
Pushing away all thoughts of trouble, pain and despair
fluttering all about while landing here and there
Winged eye pleasing music as butterfly flies so well
raining colors that forever last without fail
A pass, a solo and a double circle around my head
soothing as a sweet dream resting in my old bed
Butterfly flutters by , sun and flowers deeply sigh
Nature's finest art floating in scenic sky
Outshines their glory as it shows it's blessed gift
a flash of paradise proudly dancing that so uplifts
Robert J. Lindley, 05-20-2014
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lead on to your pot of gold
while you cast colour
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By Kevin Robey
August 8, 2014
If I could just live for one day
No matter what you do
No matter what you say
If I could spend all that time
Just making it count
Just callin it mine
I wouldn't be so obtuse
I would make it ok
I'd untie my noose
If you could simply understand me
Forget how I look
Cut through what you see
This wouldn't be so sad
If you knew what I was
And how it's cost all I've ever had
If you could know how it felt
To lie every day
To feel my skin melt
Maybe you wouldn't be so unfair
When you stare at my nails
When you laugh at my hair
How do you think you would feel
If I told you who you were?
If I told you what was real?
How could you even understand?
What this all means to me
The empty past i see
All I want is to have a place
Where you love me for me
Where you forget about my face
So if you have to criticize
I don't want your hand
I don't want your advice
And if you want a guide
I'll show you my soul
I'll take you inside
And if you really wanna know
What this all means
I'll just take it slow
Cause I want you to know
I want you to know...
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Often I dream of better days
Where it was not so hard to cope
A place where there is peace of mind
And the streets are full of hope
The anger that I feel inside
With days of being stressed
The hurt, the pain, the sorrow
Can all be laid to rest
A place where I can find that peace
Surrounded by family and friends
Maybe that is the pot of gold
That lies where the rainbow ends.
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"Love Inside a Rainbow"
weave a mysterious magic spell
beneath golden glimmer of yellow Moon
cast a dream coin into a wishing well
as a love potion feeding from silvery spoon.
entwine soft fragile fibers flame
beyond dark drape of midnight hour
as the whispering wind haunting a name
as beautiful as love's fragrant flower.
thread silk strings of broken hearts
to heal hurt and pain with twilight's hue
seal with a kiss as fear departs
to carve initials inside a rainbow view.
sweet love radiates as passions dew
as vibrant as a rainbow's view.
*For P.D.'s Rainbow Contest
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The rainbow of reason ends
With a pot of gold and jabberwocky.
When hippocampus dwells in solitary,
of the expatriated mind.
In planned visits
To familiar spaces,
When elapsed faces are still hailed with fervor,
As though they had never gone.
Deep in thought
In cavernous bowels tangled lost,
Remote repartees recurring restlessly.
and ever leery
of echoing footsteps anxiously nearing, as though someone might overhear.
As even eyes fail to mirror
The twilight of past vigor,
Speaking in feeble voices muddled beneath walls,
Walking politely in ancient, and empty, imaginary halls.
The stars stop still and unfleeting
Listening to last breaths, and the heart’s last beating,
To hearken timid last words from the past's last illusions,
Where celestial alae still go a-flutter with lost aspirations.
When the frail hand that once held and sheltered
Cannot even rattle dandelion clocks,
Or crush delicate imago wings into dust,
Save for Elysian veldts
Where the rainbow of reason ends.
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I’m lavender; I’m apple-tartness green
or colored cream like fleece - a peaceful ewe.
Pastel, I’m hushed; when gold or red, I preen.
Like ice cream of a most peculiar hue,
I’m Baskin-Robbins licorice-flavor blue.
I’m fanciful as pink and rarely frown
reflecting sequins of my rainbow gown.
Written ages ago, I don't know when, but was first posted 8/31/11 under the
Now used for Shadow Hamilton's Colours Poetry Contest
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A young girl who believed in rainbows
all those colors were just so cool
You grew up, life's storms battered you
these last few years have been so cruel
Hard to remember dreams from long ago
a beautiful Princess you wanted to be
Floods of tears blinding future's hope
a single mom with a child your reality
But this morning a rainbow greeted you
all those colors were still cool to see
Young girl's dream to chase that rainbow
this time you did and it led right to me
You finally found the end of a rainbow
indeed there was a pot of pure gold
Not the kind found in rocks or rivers
But a man with many secrets untold
And he longed to share them with you
called you Princess and took your hand
My first secret when I was a young boy
was to grow up and become your man!
Contest: SKAT's "One Word Title"
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The Clanking Chain of Wild Geese
I was watching the September sky every day,
With a hope to once again get a glance,
Of the clanking chains of those lovely wild geese,
That suddenly appears with their music melodies,
But quietly they disappear every year,
Like a Rainbow that comes and gets lost gradually.
No one knows when like a rainbow,
The wild geese would appear suddenly,
While changing their forms like clouds in the sky,
Mesmerizing our eyes for few seconds or more, and then,
Disappearing in the sky, like the dim vanishing evening.
The wild geese often appear in the sky,
Forming a shape like the garland of God,
And quickly changing shapes, like our emotions,
While moving in the sky like an arrow,
They sing the joyous songs of today, not tomorrow.
Forgetting the past and the future like an arrow,
Which keeps running, until it reaches its marrow,
The destination to pierce a heart,
They create either a joy or sorrow,
While singing a song of today, not tomorrow.
Oh, September sky I watch,wonder with ,
And hope to see them once again,
My childhood friends wild Geese,
Coming from north and vanishing in south,
Like my thoughts which arise and fall.
But this year, I did not see the winged necklaces of God,
Neither could I see a rainbow being formed,
Nor even hear their chorus like songs,
No clanking of wings, No music of their joys,
No rise and fall of images like thoughts,
No sounds and music touching my heart.
One day, I was stunned to hear,
The species of goose are in great danger,
Man has stolen many of even God’s necklaces,
The rainbow of birds and the grandeur of sky,
A great heritage of Nature is vanishing before our eyes.
Oh, my sweet friend,
Will I ever be able to see and hear you again?
When you would clank your wings, in the windless sky,
Creating a dance and music, on such lofty heights,
Where no musician can ever fly,
With a hope till I am here on this earth my friend,
I would keep waiting and watching
For you O wild Geese in the September sky.
Kanpur India. 1st Oct. 2010
Dedicated to my loving wife Dr. Shashi Kapoor, as a birthday gift for her
Birthday on 2nd Oct. who loves animals and birds more than any thing
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My weeping eyes behold the changing sky
O'erspread with clouds of grey where once was blue
With gaze upturned, I heave a burdened sigh
At all the world now changed to leaden hue
Yet still they onward, ever onward fly
And more appear to change the sky anew
And now, as troubled hearts their sorrows spill
These maudlin clouds the heavy rain distill
The sun obscured in shame, he hides his face
And lightning lights instead the cheerless gloom
While thunder follows swift in furious chase
As if to herald thoughts of coming doom
And still, the rain descends at hurried pace
As if the earth in water to entomb
It seems belike this storm would rage for aye
And all the earth would never chance to dry
But lo! The setting sun that once was veiled!
Draws nigh to show his grandeur forth below
He shines his beams abroad the clouds to gild
And sparks the drops as diamonds all aglow
Mid pools of sapphire blue the sky is filled
With vibrant coloured shades of heaven's bow
What eye could see and not revive its fire?
Nor mind behold and not its thoughts inspire?
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Waist deep in an icy clear blue mountain lake
Under the watchful gaze of the Grand Tetons majestic grandeur
Snow peaked summits reaching clouds where they join the rising sun
A more beautiful place I could never have imagined, even in my dreams
Casting sunflower yellow line patiently over and over
As the icy blue drops of water race back down the line so gracefully
As though they can't wait to return to the secrets below
The rhythmic snapping of the rod echoing in the still quiet morning
My fly floats by the place among the crevasses of rocks where rainbows hide
Beneath the icy clean blue water
Here we are you and I, sharing this place, eye to eye
Watching you dart from side to side, every color of the rainbow
Reflecting, bending, gliding
A rainbow in motion, here right beside me, all around me
You jump as though proudly displaying your beauty
As I gently hold your rainbow magic in my hand, thanking you for a perfect day
I leave you to return to that hidden place where rainbows stay
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Occasionally I can only see half of it
when I am lucky I get to see at least two
they always make me smile
remembering what they mean to you
now all grown up they make me feel loved
that is my own little reminder of
God's love for me
To Nikko I am the rainbow chaser
'cause I know she loves them too
But she rarely gets to lay eyes on them
so whenever I spot a rainbow
I would snap a pic and send it off to her
knowing that with my meager gesture
I get to spread some cheer
Here’s to Arild and his sliding rainbow
and to Michael who gets lost in his
I have some pretty good reasons
to embrace them even more
their sizes may vary
the colors sometimes strange
They are still a blessing
with or without that pot of gold
*Inspired by MJF and Arild’s rainbow poems*
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Dreary days are forecast
when rain are pelting down
grey skies as far as you can see
just like that, a
a rainbow appears,
your spirit feels lifted
guess there is something to smile about
life has its moments
where little seem to make sense
and all you are capable of are tears
just like a rainbow
“a hello”, or “a how are you doing?”
can be life altering
In our busy lives; we rarely say
“I’ve been thinking about you”
who knows maybe someone is in need of a rainbow
While navigating through the private storms in their lives...
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Eyes so dark
nesting the sky,
on rainbow thread,
brings down my stare on to you.
Eyes so deep
your soft whisper,
they can love
without a touch
turn your head,just look at me!
© kash poet
Placement:1st; (June 2012)
Contest:The crown of my body-A Whitney
Date: 23 rd June 2012
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It was on the other side of the rainbow
When I slid into a dream
I guess at that time nothing was, as it truly seemed
People came and people went
The needle played my blues
Through the rainbow dreams into leprechaun schemes
I was Papa Smurf with the magic brew
I built a Crystal Castle
On the shores of nevermore
I guess sometimes I wonder, “What was I searching for”
Beauty danced with big brown eyes
Though the faces always changed
Many times I slept with gals I thought were rather strange
Magic slides that no one hides
I wonder where they go?
I once slid down the rainbow just to see the show
The stars are bright it’s a beautiful night
Moonbeams illuminating mushrooms all around
Here by my house crickets and frogs are the only sound
Fairies dance like fireflies
It’s really quite the sight
Ever tripped down Hollywood and Vine on a Friday night
I have lived through many dreams
Shared many angels souls
Shattered dreams and broken schemes, nothing but empty goals
Broken hearts torn apart
Blowing in the wind
Like fairy dust you just can’t trust
Not even your closest friend
I dove into a crystal pool on the other side of the hill
I swear sometimes in my ears I can hear the ringing still
I rode upon the tornado just to go spinning through the sound
Landed in a concrete room bouncing all around
Leprechauns and rainbows
Unicorn’s beautiful and white
When I finally kicked the horse
It wasn’t a pretty sight
Like a frog on the log or a sick old dawg
Just a skeleton in a box
With the strength of Arthur's sword and trust in the Lord
I shattered a thousand locks
Now I’m back on this side of the rainbow
And every thing’s looking bright
My Guinevere is here and I love her dear
She is such a lovely sight
Trials come like waterfalls
Flooding though our life
I truly am a lucky man to face them with my wife
Well let’s gig the frog and fire up the log
We’ll roast us a pig tonight
Life is good in my neighborhood
Nary a single vice
The other side of the rainbow now seems so very far away
I guess that is really about all I have to say