Best Rainbow Poems
My love, do you ever know...
In your moments of hushed silence,
I am your sound;
You are the rhythm
of the symphonic waves
in the vast sea
of my romantic verses;
Jasmine blooms, fresh, I am
and you, the thread,
together stringed, we become
fragrant garlands
that adorn and purify
our sacred sanctuary of love;
When you form the visible arc,
I become the invisible arc
of our vibrant rainbow of love;
My love, don't you know...
You hold the key to my
Paradise of Love-
there, in a spot, so beautiful,
I sit sprinkling my romantic ink,
my heart beating fast
as I await your arrival,
when thrush nightingales
sing ballads of love
and a soft zephyr
tickles and whispers into my ears
that you are on your way
to meet me.
Come, my love, without further delay
forget all the petty tiffs we had and
unlock the door to my paradise.
Hold me in your arms, so that
our eyes would meet
with gazes deep:
domes of black and white
will then become verses of love
As I would read
my own muses, so deep
in your eloquent eyes,
and you, in mine,
so magical and dreamy that moment be
when the wheel of time
would stop for some time
For us...
Just for us...
I've never ever seen her face,
but in my mind, she's the color of love
Black
strong like dark coffee
She wakes you up early in the morning,
gives you an energetic taste of loving
to get your day going
Red
passionate fire flows in her veins
She's got crimson lips that blow words of desire,
to keep the flames rising higher and higher,
every time she speaks your name
Yellow
smile is sunshine bright
She walk towards you in her canary-colored,
polka dot sun dress that accentuate her hips so well
Her graceful charm is so a-maize-ingly pastel
Blue
mood indigo can really touch you
She makes you want to love her always,
under ocean lit moonlight and clear cerulean skies
Embark on a passage of endless days
Green
verdant valley of iris flower eyes
She's as a carpet of grass with enfolding arms,
wrapping you in her love
Bury your head in her bosom, safe from harm
Brown
sugar is the sweetest heart ever known
She has a boundless supply of caramel happiness,
taste the creamy richness of her sensuality
It's like roasted chestnuts offered to a welcomed guest
White
visions of a streaming, silky satin dress
She has a winter glow like pure virgin snow,
a gift waiting to be opened by a worthy beau
Beckons you into her ivory tower to rest
Forever gazing into her yet unseen face,
which in my mind is the color of love
I will be the stars
The moon will be my mum
The sun will be my dad
The rain will be my brother
The wind will be my sister
The rainbows will be my friends
The rocks will be my cousins
The fountains will be my happy tears
The waterfalls will be a nickname
Of an edifice I carved for you
Among the rocks and
That I have chosen just for you
The fields will be my attires
The paper and the ink
will be my parcels for you
I tell my mum to rule the nights
Take away sorrows of darkness from you
Caress away your insomnia
And clothe you With her cares
That her night gleams your attires
And I will be the stars
I tell my dad to shine on you,
sunbeam your countenance,
away your damp with his warmth,
and smile always at your hustle
And I will tell my brother to feed you
With the heavenly springs
Flow on your droughts
Feed your greens
I will tell my sister to cool you
With her tender breeze
See that you are bathed
With her oxygen
I tell the rainbows
Of how you wrote me
Many poems of love
And how we smile together
As co stars
And I will tell The Fields
To weave you coat of many colours
red, green, yellow, blue,
violet, orange and indigo coloured
The rainbows will lend a helping hand
I will be the Stars
I will tell the Fields to plant
In your garden multiple colours of roses
They will add a sunflower also
I will tell them to fit in berries,
red, blue, multiple berries
And I will be the stars
Up above among heavenly
Bodies, I will shine as the firmament
Daniel chapter twelve holding three
And brighten your tomorrow
Shining your prayers to God Almighty Alone
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6/16/2020
He has announced his arrival. She waits,
Listening to the thunder cracking through
the layers of air. Looking at the lightning,
brightening and frightening the darkness away,
Lapping up the sweet petrichor that comes her way.
He gushes and rushes down to meet her.
In warm welcome, she opens up
to quench her unsatisfied thirst.
The twain meet and a silence follows,
As thick as the mist that envelops this inexplicable gloom.
Emotions flood the watery lane...
His constant showers drench her very soul...
New life awakens as old lives are cleansed, refreshed.
The earth has had her fill...
For now...
Drip...
drip...
drip...
Slowly the gentleman rain recedes...
He will come...
yet again...
to meet her...
With this rainbow promise, they part...
06/08/16
2022 Poetry Marathon Qualifier's FINAL placement Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mark Toney
At the end of the rainbow, dreams unfold.
And some people say there is a pot of gold.
How well I recall a rainbow one day
that shone in the sky when a storm went away.
Rain pelted my car; I felt so afraid.
But as I neared home, it started to fade.
The sky, once so dark, grew more and more blue.
I thrilled next to see a rainbow arch through!
It bent toward the mountains, so beautiful,
a peace and great joy welled up in my soul.
No pot of gold at its end did I see,
but still there was gold and it beckoned to me.
The mountains were gilded with a bright gleam.
This is the magic that makes poets dream!
When I got home, I took paper and pen
and wrote of that beauty, God's promise to men.
Again I recall how my soul lifted.
At the rainbow's end, God's love is gifted.
A rainbow took my breath away
Whilst on a train one summers day
Her vibrant arc I was in awe
Though folk beside me never saw
With heads bowed low they missed the show
The screens their windows, don’t you know
All Mother Nature’s flawless gems
Score well below the latest trends
Written 28th December 2019
Lay poetry
8 lines ~ 8 syllables ~ AABBCCDD
POTD - 29 December 2019
Contest: LAY IT ON ME 8X8
Sponsor: Charles Messina
1st PLACE
Contest: Strand Select 6
Sponsor: Brian Strand
HONORABLE MENTION
1st PLACE in Best New Poems
16th - 27th January 2020
Published in a previous Poetry Soup Anthology 2020
POTD - 25th September 2024
Synopsis -
A bitter-sweet, hauntingly romantic and heart-wrenching ballad that follows her journey of sorrow and longing, as she searches for answers to a love torn apart. Watch as the story unfolds, revealing the depths of her heartbreak. Thank you for watching.
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Love Hurts - Bound by Love Broken by Fate
(Extracted from my Poem ‘The Train’ and made into Lyrics and a video.)
Mesmerised by the candy-coloured rainbow
Coy behind the fairy floss clouds
Through shimmering sunbeams, we gazed
My senses in overdrive
As memories surface
And hover back to
That one day
Boarding this very train
Squeals of joy
As cloudbursts unleashed rain
Chorus
But you left me
You took my heart and locked away the key
Squeezing into one seat
Wrists caressed and kissed
Floating to that intimate space
Sensual lips taste
Whispered promises
Sparking bright eyes
And blushing rosy face
Softly against my ear a hum
Our song
Fingers daring to trace
Burning paths
Through shredded threads
Faded jeans
Breathless on the high line
Us, giggling teens
Chorus
But you left me
You took my heart and locked away the key
Speeding through fields of wildflowers
Sparkling like diamonds with the fallen showers
The train hooted in joy
Through the rain splattered window amazed
Mesmerised by the candy-coloured rainbow
Coy behind the fairy floss clouds
Through shimmering sunbeams we gazed.
Chorus
But you left me
You took my heart and locked away the key
A while ago I read
an article
about the people of the Marshall Islands,
about their language,
their history,
their fragile,
disappearing
home.
I learned about
a word they have,
so versatile,
so complex.
“Iakwe” means
hello,
goodbye,
I love you.
But the most important meaning
(to me at least):
You are a rainbow.
And,
like the rainbow people
in the Marshall Islands,
you are beautiful;
you are worth waiting for
and worth searching for
(so let no one tell you differently).
You have powers inside you
that maybe you can’t see yet
because your light
and your prism
haven’t met.
You have the power
to even brighten someone’s day.
So maybe you might not appear
until after the rain;
no big deal!
You are no less beautiful.
Iawke.
Hello.
Goodbye.
I love you.
You are a rainbow.
At high noon mass
thru colored glass
a playful sunray dances
for blessed sunday glances
reflected stained mosaic
hardly looks archaic
when the rainbow’s set afire
by heavenly orchestrated choir
the congregation rejoices
moved by angelic voices
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on December 9, 2019 for contest STRAND SPECIAL sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 3RD
Originally posted on October 23, 2019
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!
2-22-19 Rev.
CREATIVITY IN VISUAL ARTS Poetry Contest
Sponsor Line Gauthier
green
yellow
violet
indigo
blue
orange
red
pot
of
gold
&
leprechaun
AP: 3rd place 2023, Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on July 5, 2019 for contest VERSE A FAVORED FORM sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - HONORABLE MENTION
POTD April 7, 2019
It struts peacock-like when the rains have gone,
but visible from only the one side,
to folk who from behind sun shines upon,
those facing its bright rays will be denied.
Get closer, as the superstitious do,
and hopes arise with each step they draw near,
in vain seeking treasure, although they knew
the closer they get, it would disappear.
From far off we must seem the happy pair,
our faithfulness tied bow-like round the years,
but close up lie the strains, the wear and tear,
frustrated arguments that no-one hears.
Our hearts not washed in seven coloured stain
rainbow faded, long showers still remain.
For contest 'Rainbows', sponsor Craig Cornish
Rainbows and butterflies
White clouds on blue satin
A golden sun shines gloriously
On Central Park in Manhattan
The sound of music's playing
As a jogger passes by...
There's joy in the air
When all of nature's alive
A green garden of flowers
Wild roses and lilies
A water fountain springs up
As a squirrel stops... and quietly listens
There's magic and wonder
Under a starry moonlight
When lovebirds warmly gather
In their nest for the night
This is what love brings
Hear the heart sing
Faces you meet with smiles
There's nothing better in this world
To heal teary sad eyes... than to feel it inside
Rainbows and butterflies...
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.
11-19-2014
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"