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William A Poppen Dec 2016
It’s spring 
on the shore
near Isle of Palms
their toes dig deep 
in wet sand 

until shards of shells 
fashion a strip 
that challenges their soles
as they tiptoe forward

A faint-hearted rainbow
bridges sea to sky above 
while they walk 
along the wind blown shore

She sees the arch of colors as an omen 
that love fades
like the bronze backs of teenagers 
turn pale in autumn’s shadows

He regards the
vague glow
as a pristine promise
that their love will grow.

He attempts to link 
fingers as a sign of endearment.
She smiles, swings her hands in rhythm
and quickens her pace before him
Nick Moser Dec 2016
Sometimes it rains when it's not supposed to.

But unexpected rainbows are always the best.
And they're beautiful too
Eve Nov 2016
this magic spell you cast
is making me see rainbows when i cry
and roses blooming when i bleed

-fir.m
Debra Lea Ryan Oct 2016
Everyday there is  New Sky
With Cloud Adornments
Where Thunder  may Choose to Speak
Or Rain  Decides it will Tumble Down

Sun may Shine and Hide
In a patch of Blue
Or  burst  Cloud
With Rainbows

Comes Nightfall
Near or Far
A Symphony of Stars
And a Moon of many Phases

24/7
I LOVE the Heavens
And all the Treasures
To Eye Spy.




DLR
19/10/2016
A Work In Progress....
alasia Oct 2016
We are driving into the setting sun and soon we'll be close enough to feel the heat, and for some reason I've sped towards it as though there were a prize awaiting like I was chasing rainbows. There have yet to be enough hands and lips and words not enough feeling to feel complete, the sun cannot set before I feel the warmth of something other than the beach days that I can collect like sand bleeding through my fingers. There is no breaking or stalling just breathing and moving and I want, no need, to feel his breath and memorize his movements and not just imagine but live the life I want. We are driving into the sunset! There is no more time to push things off until tomorrow, no time to wait until later to write to postpone watering my ideas and imaginations. No time for uncertainty. Everyday is passing like a flip book until there are no pages left and I don't want to be alone, I refuse to be alone, I believe in karma and the universe and I pray that my life will be worth the beautiful sunset at the end and until then I have to make it happen, we are driving into the setting sun and when it warms my skin I want the warmest part of me to be my heart, full of the good I have done and everything I accomplished.
That One Guy Oct 2016
When I was younger I thought rainbows were the most beautiful things you could see,
But then I saw your face my whole perception of beauty changed for me.
When the darkness that surrounds me in the form of my friends,
Sometimes it takes me awhile to notice that there are nothing but dead ends.

To get me out of any bad situation all I can think of the light you have given me,
Your smile brightens up my day even when you've never tried to.
Your laugh fills the room and makes my every pore glow with glee,
How you do any of this without even trying I have no clue.

I smile every morning knowing I get to see you again soon,
And maybe one day I'll be able to do the same for you.
Until then every time I see you I will smile like a goon,
Because every day before this my love for you grew.
I am terrible at writing, and would love any pointers or edits you guys can throw my way.
joycewrites Oct 2016
You came with rainbows for hellos,
and left with hurricanes for goodbyes.
(c)2016 - Mary Joyce Tibajia
All colors of the rainbows are in your grace
My love you are so beautiful and just so cute
When you come hand in hand and face to face
My eyes take you on my heart becomes flute

Let me tell you how sweet is your appearance
Do not ask me my love about your graceful gait
You travel in me with your fantastic fragrance
Let me state clearly my sweetheart I can not wait

I do not have words to explain all your graces
What I understand you are beyond that limit
My heart and soul are under your feet for traces
If I touch you, you will vanish being so delicate

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Ceyhun Mahi Sep 2016
From the thorns come forth a beautiful rose,
From chaos comes forth a luminous star,
The gloomy rain is the cause for rainbows,
And Ibrahim came forth out of Azar.
Viseract Aug 2016
You are allowed to believe whatever you want
Believe that rainbows will always double,
That a *** o’ gold awaits you on the other side
Believe that bad men come quickly and go sooner,
That everyone is happy
Every blade of grass hides an Easter egg
Every rock hides a humble, quiet little home
Every river is made of molten chocolate…

Believe that everyone is safe and happy
Believe that people never do intentional wrong,
No such thing as assault, physical, ******, mental, emotional
Psychological…

Just when you do, make sure you open your eyes once in a while
Ignorance could be the death of you
And if you stayed in such a world…
It’s called being delusional.

And I only want the best for you,
So I wish those bad men never arrive
That those rocks remain a hiding place
Those blades of grass contain secrets of happiness
That those double rainbows have a lucky leprechaun skipping across them
That your “*** o’ Gold” shall never empty to gambling or addiction
And that those chocolate rivers never empty
And, most importantly, that such a happy world remains untouched
By reality,
And you, too, remain untouched
So sweet dreams, compadre,
I’ll see you in reality soon.
a somewhat happier poem, not so dark and gloomy. even clouds break, and sunlight may filter through,,
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