Best Rainbowed Poems

Ageless Seeds Of Simple Joys

When walking in splatter of Spring's anticipated rains
blessed is the youth in you, if wearing no shoes;
further given if you can...

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When walking in splatter of Spring's anticipated rains
blessed is the youth in you, if wearing no shoes;
further given if you can then see rainbow hues
thus...

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Do not look to me with questioning eyes
For i do not possess the answers you seek 
i cannot taste the bitter sweetness on your tongue,
or...

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"all that I am"

what you see is all that I am
living life in a world unknown
unknown to you and the unseen
such diamonds in the sky
such...

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Reveal to me, do!
How you carried off my heart and it now lives within you.
I can see it brightly alive in your godlike chest.
You had...

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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...

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When the sky bleeds solitude 
like a wounded weeping heart and
the horizon’s embrace wraps valleys about eternity,
then, only then, can the bountiful earth find love.
Crimson...

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Twinkle twinkling lights
beyond
beyond my house. . . 
out to where
the mountains
meet low
and blackened clouds.
Twilight time in January
all is bathed in gray.
No rainbowed hues dance hither
to...

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In a California suburb she sits,
Pondering to go on with her writs!
All seem pointless to her now.
Even though~to her family she 
made a vow!

To leave...

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I see you in my dreams, laughing, eyes merrily dancing 
you fill my heart with love, my soul with kissed promises
But when I awake from...

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The soft heartbeats of rain under
our silvered umbrella home.
Whispers of gentle wind colors under 
our love filled dome.

Ever in my memory this Monet
moment doth live.
Two...

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It bore the colored stripes of rainbowed youth
An exhaled breath of onions, hot dog, bun
Slipping through the touch of French Fried fingers
It rose upon a...

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