I was stuck in the midst of eternity,
For "forever" seemed tempting
Couldn't choose between fantasy and reality,
For no puzzle piece seemed fitting

You're in front of me,
Words won't come out freely
A butterfly passed between us,
And I wondered if it came out of me

The playground's silence is deafening
The emotions are suffocating
In my head I heard you laughing
Because you're in front of a weakling

Now, I still couldn't decide
Should I tell it to you tonight
'Coz love means like leaves falling,
And you know I'm afraid of heights

But rainbows are free
And so is fantasy

I once thought your love was the *** of gold at the end of the rainbow; it was nice to think about but I wondered who could ever find such a thing; but when it rained and I saw the colors I knew I didn't have to wonder anymore because what I did see was more than I could ever dream; it seems we always want more because mystery is allure and restlessness is what we have already seen

I can't help to feel joy that they'll be a tomorrow,
A tomorrow,
A tomorrow,
A tomorrow.

No sorrow,


Only the best tomorrow,
For me and you and everyone else,
That tomorrow,
That tomorrow means so much,
I will fly,
Into the clouds,

Riding unicorns,
Sliding down rainbows,
Feeling things I never did before,
And that happiness,
Will fulfil my needs,
And I will always be happy,
No matter the obstacles,

Will change my heart.

The stormy cold feeling
Will be replace in my heart with joy,

That they'll be a tomorrow,


A much better tomorrow than the day before.

I can't help but feel that everyday will just,
Get,
Better.

Better and better and better and better and better and better and better............

*I will forget the past.

I sit alone by my red rainbow
taunted by my own feelings so strong
surrogate of my own fate that is so empty
translucent of my colors of red...

Black and white shadows of grey makes me drown in my waterfall
as my dream unfolds it is misplaced and forgotten
the colors of our passion that has the taste of salt
and the rain on my lips I know and the loneliness of my fear...

I try to stay within the lines as it fades into the twilight
of memories not too distant of love in the darkness shadows of night ...

As my warrior heart sparked to life can it withstand any war and lose
a holy ground that bleeds can never be just a whisper of a lustful embrace
painted scarlet red...

as I struggle and I breath...

The more I give my soul with the casting under tone
the words form to paint rays that stimulates my hidden calm
of the evening sun..

With each stroke of his hand leading into temptation
it transforms the blank canvas to red tones with blood coursing
to a maroon color of dawn to give new life, never to rest
That turns our golden love in this outbound heart that breaks ...
Into shades of my red rainbow...*

Debbie Brooks 2014

Dreams are yours
Color them as you like
Vibrant hues of the world
Are on your palette
Paint a rainbow
Or, rainbows over rainbows
Look up at the sky
Lots of colors
And explore what lies beyond
Over the rainbows
And head held high

We are groups of people
made to hate
because of who we love
not what we stand for.
Did no one listen to
your parents?
You treat others how you want to be treated
not
throwing beer bottles
and whining when it misses their head
not
coming at them with a knife
because a man is holding a man's hand.
We are taught as kids
being gay isn't okay.
You could be a murderer
but you can't love another man.
Why?
Why
can't I love who I love.
People would rather
have a man dying alone
in the hospital
because his boyfriend of 35 years
isn't his husband
than letting love flourish.
People would rather **** us off
than understand.
People would have broken homes
where kids come home to beatings
their head shoved in an oven
*****
molested
beaten to a pulp
cigars burned out on their arms
and hit with beer bottles to
the point of being broken
than to let a happily loving couple of two men
to have that child.
They would rather see
a red sea of bodies
than to allow us
to live.
People would rather say
"******"
"fruitcake"
"***"
"fairy"
and watch their child slit his wrist
for every time he looks at a man
and feels a twinge of love
than to let him be happy.
They would rather torcher and torment children to the point
of mental breakdowns
rushing blood
soar throats
living alone
on the streets
no love
pretending.
Than to let them be them.
People love purple
that it means freedom
but I like the rainbow.
Rainbows have a million colours
and not one colour is quite the same hue.
No one hates rainbows
or the gorgeous colours it has.
Not many notice the differences
of them so,
why can't everyone
treat other people
like we're rainbows?

I think I'm just supposed to be happy.

Being sad ***** up everyone else I know.

And that just makes me miserable.

You remind me of an endless Summers.
Summers that last a lifetime.
The sky could be filled with clouds continuously spilling rain,
Our eyes meet and you are the sunshine,
maybe brighter.
Together, a rainbow seen after the storm.
Blending colors into each other,
Like us in the dead of the night under sheets and covers.
Everything is complimented so beautifully.
Friends standing and admiring the beauty of rainbows,
Similar to the ways they admired us.
How could one forget hearing how perfect something is?

Although today, that feels like forever ago,
It’s still etched in my brain so vivid like it was yesterday.
I watched the storm roll in,
I watched the clouds cover the sun in your eyes,
And I saw the rainbow fade
Not even Mother Nature could stop that hurricane.

As I try to Haiku
while you drift
to sleep,my wee one
I'm struck by how life waltzes
like the energy in a wave, a zephyr of color,
I'm a rainbow fading as you
slowly gloriously gain your splendor