Rainbow Poems
The Road Of Life
by Homer Harris
Every body wants their life to be
Sunny skies and rainbows.
but they fail to realize where the
sun always shines there is no water below.
And they need a little rain to get the rainbow.
So as you travel on the road of life remember this.
There will be times that it's rough and
times that it's smooth, and sometimes you win.
Sometimes you lose.
Everybody wants their life to be a bed of roses
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Winter: My Secret
by Christina Georgina Rossetti
I tell my secret? No indeed, not I:
Perhaps some day, who knows?
But not today; it froze, and blows, and snows,
And you're too curious: fie!
You want to hear it? well:
Only, my secret's mine, and I won't tell.
Or, after all, perhaps there's none:
Suppose there is no secret after all,
But only just my fun.
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An Absolutely Ordinary Rainbow
by Les Murray
The word goes round Repins,
the murmur goes round Lorenzinis,
at Tattersalls, men look up from sheets of numbers,
the Stock Exchange scribblers forget the chalk in their hands
and men with bread in their pockets leave the Greek Club:
There's a fellow crying in Martin Place. They can't stop him.
The traffic in George Street is banked up for half a mile
and drained of motion. The crowds are edgy with talk
and more crowds come hurrying. Many run in the back streets
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Gifts Of Light - I
by M. Elizabeth Barrett Doyl
Light silvers
The surface
Of a woodland pond,
A fox drinks,
Nose to nose
With his reflection
Forest shadows
Deepen, lengthen,
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Seasonal Cycle - Chapter 02 - Rainy Season
by Kalidasa
"Oh, dear, now the kingly monsoon is onset with its clouds containing raindrops, as its ruttish elephants in its convoy, and with skyey flashes of lighting as its pennants and buntings, and with the thunders of thunderbolts as its percussive drumbeats, thus this rainy season has come to pass, radiately shining forth like a king, for the delight of voluptuous people...
"By far, the vault of heaven is overly impregnated with massive clouds, that are similar to the gleam of blackish petals of black-costuses... somewhere they are similar to the glitter of the heaps of well-kneaded blackish mascara... and elsewhere they glisten like the blackened nipples of bosoms of pregnant women, ready to rain the elixir of life on the lips of her offspring, when that offspring is actualised...
"The stock of Caataka birds that is disquieted with thirst, and though praying prayerfully for raindrops, those water-filled danglers in the sky, namely the clouds, that have many showers to shower, and though their rumblings are heart-stealing and ear-filling indicating rainfall, but those clouds are drifting away, slowly... heedless of the prayers of poor Caataka birds...
"The clouds in their warrior-march are wielding crashes of thunderbolts as their drum kits, and the flashes of lightning as the fluttering flashes of the bowstring of rainbow, and even they are unloosening very sharp arrows from that rainbow, called the sharply torrents, only to rend the lovelorn hearts of itinerants, that too ruthlessly... in their war on behalf of their ladyloves...
"The earth with grass sprouts seems spread with lapis gems that are shred to smithereens, for the grass has yet not attained that much greenery, and muchly sprouted and overspread are the greenish leaves of Kandali plants that suddenly sprout in rainy seasons, and amidst which greensward red insects are muchly mosaicked, thus the earth is beaming forth like a best lady decorated in many coloured jewels, other than whitish diamonds and other crystalline ones...
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Chasing elusive rainbows
by Daniel Ryan Cotler
In pursuit of rainbows, I'd tirelessly strive,
Seeking happiness and fulfillment to revive,
But the rules were ever-changing, elusive, and sly,
In this shifting relationship, I'd question why.
Each day a new dawn, with hope in my heart,
Believing in us, right from the very start,
I'd reach for those rainbows, with dreams in my eyes,
Hoping to mend what our love might comprise.
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At the Rainbow
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
at the glossed rainbow
sky and grass held varied hues
bright days were foreseen
vast mood umbrella
nature's smile turned upside down
in green ecstasy
from the stained rainbow
I saw teal world was changing
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Until The Rooster Stops Sings Coco-Rico
by Hébert Logerie
I will love you until you can hear
And fully understand my intentions.
It's not puppy love. It's about dedications.
I love you with an incredible passion, dear.
I'm serious and dedicated to our relationship.
I'll stop loving you until the rooster stops singing.
This is clear; I will never stop loving you, darling.
Hence, you are the woman's captain of my ship.
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Rain Illinois
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
gray skies drenching rain
luscious colors in hiding
until the rainbow
Colors Dance
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
beneath the rainbow
pretty penny for your thoughts
whispers in the wind
sunshine starts at noon
after such deluge delay
skies smile upside down
god's voice of thunder
commands all nature to dance
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