Just one more he pleaded with his papa this horse is my friend and he would be sad no need to tickle me to hear my giggles and glee I’m jumping to touch the end of my rainbow All ages jump music sings inside their feet high is joy
Scattered about by big raindrops little feet water puddles seek some under hoods umbrellas hide creatures burrow wait for God’s rainbow Shared with Poet’s United Poets Pantry. The picture of the rainbow I found years ago and I dont know who to attribute the beauty to.
float on the breeze rainbow dances with the sun ancient memories Take a whirl on Sunday with Carpe Diem – the prompt is the above image.
“Two bubbles found they had rainbows on their curves. They flickered out saying: “It was worth being a bubble, just to have held that rainbow thirty seconds.” Carl Sandburg (quote from Goodreads) It was unexplainable that moment when I touched you a giddy colorful rainbow it was like giggles and hugs all wrapped in oneContinue reading “Bubble of Thanks #poetry #Thanksgiving”
Kristjaan Panneman takes a look at Kanshicho form of Haiku with Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: “I will look at the separate “onji” of “Kanshicho” now and than I will try to explain what Kanshicho was meant to be. Kan -> means: perception, expression Shi -> means extravagance, pride, poetry Cho -> means frivolity, number, butterfly KanshiContinue reading “Pot of Gold #haiku #poem”
If only there was a rainbow at the end of every storm rather than a tender heart torn adrift, forlorn * If Only there was sunshine to greet with each new day instead of endless tears washing banks of hope away *** If Only I within your arms ta hield against the cold breaking shadow’s greying spellContinue reading “An Ode to Hope #atozchallenge #poetry #photography”
I woke up from a deep sleep to the same thing “nothing.” I guess I should be thankful; I have a job and a room of my own. But most many days it is difficult to wake up to being blind. Have you ever wondered what the color yellow looks like? I can feel yellow,Continue reading “It all makes sense (short story)”