The End of Our Rainbow
67Our Rainbow of Life and Love
A Poem of Life and Love
In response to PHILLY DREAMER's Poetry Challenge, 'Love is not a Cliche', here on Hub Pages:
http://phillydreamer.hubpages.com/hub/A-Taste-Of-Passion
I wrote a love poem, entitled 'The End of Our Rainbow'
The End of Our Rainbow
Our first kiss was bliss
Pure and simple
Gliding on air, touching white puff-balls of cotton-candy
Running toward silken streamers of a waiting rainbow
Where glittering prisms of glorious colour shone
Like diamonds
*
Forever together
Hand in hand
We lazed on pink-tipped clouds under skies of azure
Counting the brilliant hues of our rainbow’s sparkling arch
Laughing out loud, embracing life’s rich tapestry
In harmony
*
Too soon came the moon
Piece by piece
As greying wisps of mist dispersed into twinkling silver night
Down slippery slopes of light and shade, gnarled jewelled fingers entwined
Angels sang softly until, reaching our rainbow’s dazzling end, we found
Our pot of gold
Copyright© Sheila Newton 2012
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Very nice! I was glad to see the pot of gold at the end. I feared it was headed in a bad direction for the couple.
Aww lovely write Sheila!!
My favorite lines:
Too soon came the moon
Piece by piece
As greying wisps of mist dispersed into twinkling silver night
Down slippery slopes of light and shade, gnarled jewelled fingers entwined
You go girl!!! Great submission to Philly's challenge! (You're far braver than I!)
Aww you are such a romantic. You make it sound so hard, and you never cease to amaze.
Just depends on which way you look at it. The pot of gold might be 'heaven' or 'death' - or it might be they've settled into old age together! Hmmm...
Thanks, lovely Audrey. From a wonderful poet like you, this is one heck of a gorgeous comment!
Oooh - thank Yoooooouuuuu!
Amazing that you could say such lovely things. This really was a tough one for me. But, oh, I did sooooo enjoy it as I got going. Thanks again, Philly, for being my best ever poetic mentor.
this is very nice Sheila N... thank you :-)
Absolutely dazzling! Sheila, i could see the rainbow..hear the giggling...feel the aura...beautiful! Good job Philly! lol
Thanks so much. Must look you up too, Drax. you're new to me.
Thanks my lovely friend. Yeah, Philly is the TOPS!!
Thank you so much Michael. Luv ya loads XX
So pleased with these comments. i'm touched.
i don't 'go' as much as you do. Now you really DO 'go, girl' !!!!!
Blimey - I'm chuffed to bits with your comments, Mr Teacher
WOW BRAVO!AWESOME, GREAT! SO IMPRESSING MADAME SHIELA... I TRULY ENJOY EVERY WORD COMBINATIONS AND CONSTRUCTION...PERFECT! I'VE LEARNED A LOT IN THIS POEM
Beautiful poem!!
Loved the ending so much- "Angels sang softly until, reaching our rainbow’s dazzling end, we found
Our pot of gold."
A sincere peice of work that simply just seeps through...voted up.
The images you evoke in this poem is very beautiful. I see the unbridled passions of lovers, hear their pounding heart, and feel their love that knows no bound.
Thank you Drax, so much.
Thanks so much touchmenot. I'm truly 'touched'!!
Thanks Voronwe - what an accolade. I'm so CHUFFED!
Vinaya - what a splendid critique. Luv ya, guy!
OUTSTANDING!
Thank you so much, Mr Smooth for the excellent comment. Lovely to be friends on Hub Pages.
Woh..Sheila, what a beautiful poem! Just enjoyed....! Awaiting more from you.
Thanks Lex. Nice to get your lovely comment. Today or tomorrow I'll be concentrating on getting some comment written for my Hub friends - so you'll see me on your posts then. Lots of Love to my friend from all over the place! Sheila XX
I been messing with your rainbow and now your hubs.
Hand in hand
They kissed each other
Withdrew their words
Then ducked for cover
Lost in the treasure
of warm membrace
but victims of a wicked embrace
Wrong word right space.
Anyway it rained all day and we get warmth from our mother as children, underneath daddy's raincoat ,safe and protected from the rain, I couldn't see a thing, only the glistering of wet tarmac, squally showers again.
Hightown Park shelter, we really enjoyed the rain, as the sun burst though the tree tops, on the sign for lovers lane, down the love tunnel was just the same, safe and protected, squally showers of rain, with a comfortable feeling, void of the pain, in a warm embrace, just lost without trace, in a weird and decadent space, we still get together, a change of pace in a nice happy place.
I had another play with your rainbow, please do a search for it on Hubpages.
I had another play with your rainbow by Gareth Pritchard.
How beautiful that you should write such a fabulous poetic commentary here. I sure will trawl to find your rainbow piece here on Hub.
P.S. I sent you my email. hope you got it.
Lovely poem. I did wonder where it was going to begin with but loved the end and pot of gold
Thanks so much Rosemay. must reciprocate and look at one of your hubs.
I liked the way you used each final period to separate the verses. Clever, gal!
So romantically beautiful :)
Loved it
Brilliant and mesmerising! . I was literally transported into another world far from the maddenning crowd of people.
Beautiful poems! Wonderful:)
Thanks to Perspycacious, Safa, Rajan Jolly and Lisa. What great friends to have on Hub Pages.
sheilanewton Hub Author 3 months ago
The link back to PHILLYDREAMER's Poetry challenge:love is not a Cliche' is at:
http://phillydreamer.hubpages.com/hub/A-Taste-Of-P