So, the prompt for this week's Bus (here) is...colour. (And yes, I know I've a meme to do as well...I'll get to that next week).
I have a few colour poems...a red one back here and a blue one over here, for example. The one I'm going to post today though is one I wrote back in January of this year about...oh, you know...lots of colours in an easily recognisable arc. I haven't done much with it yet...partly because I suspect it is the kind of poem that will make some people cringe...and indeed sometimes I might well be one of those 'some people' (on the whole I'm not desperately keen on anything to do with rainbows, angels, waffly spirituality or anything even vaguely in that direction – remember this poem 'inspirationalpoet.com'... not the work of a rainbow poet is it?). And yet...and yet... this is the poem that I have written. It started with a vision of a person on a cliff edge I had one time.
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So - have I lost the plot? And what was the plot anyway? I think I've forgotten...
For those of you who only call in for the Bus my other posts this week were mainly musical – a Rosenthal, a Reid and a Rusby (the Rusby with free poem). There was kind of a flying theme too.
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I am still looking for inspiration for the colour theme Rahel - but you may well have given me some with that poem and photograph - reaching for the sky eh? The best thing to do methinks.
Not this morning, perhaps... more rain than bow here right now!
The photo, by the way, was taken in Auchmithie when we lived down that way. We used it for a Xmas card one year...then-Small Girl added glitter... very creative...
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Nice one Rachel, and not at all cringey, though I was a little worried for the protagonist, esp for the fact that they were on a cliff side. Mine's rainbowish too (again hopefully not in a squeamish way, though you never know). Will post tomorrow.
Worried you should be!
Look forward to seeing your (true) colours too...
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I have a card with this painting up on my noticeboard. Maybe that contributed. Or did i write the poem first..? Can't remember.
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This is a song, isn't it? It says 'song' to me in a sing-song sort of a voice.
Sing it. I dare ya. :)
I don't know where my rainbow is,it's definitely not in the bottom of a glass, I've had a good look!
Keep reaching!
I agree with Ken...this one begs to be set to music. :)
Not looking! Not done mine!
You maintain the rhythm well throughout. Love the 'tippest toes'
I'm a fan of the flying theme and I love the line "look harder, I'm doing something absurd"..
but I think we would all love to grab a piece of that and for it not ro slip away and leave us falling.
A song you say... I hadn't thought of it in that way... but maybe.
Oh and thanks for not laughing at me. Not out loud anyway...
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I like it. It's about striving.
Avoids any angel/rainbow/new age feel because it is so concrete - harder/edge/solid and the verbs are so raw - staining/grasped/mocked. Plus it's scary - reach, no, don't reach! Because tippest toes is really good.
And just like EW, I like it, because it's about striving, and knowledge. And those last two lines.
That's it then - I'm not a wifie (Scots - woman)...I'm a strivie!
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Nice one, Rachel. I do have to say though that "gumption" is a word I have personally had an aversion to along with "umbrage" for some weird reason that I cannot explain.
Kat
You don't like ums? Hmmm...
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Once again I have the feeling that we are polar opposites (for one thing, I was an accounting major in college for heaven's sake). I used to collect rainbows when I was in college. Yes, I was that girl.
So I can say with some authority that this is NOT a rainbow poem, really. It's a poem about going for something just beyond your reach & I think it's fabulous.
Oh you are a lovely bug.
And I've got to someone else's tax return just now so any tips welcome.
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p.s. as long as the thing just beyond my reach isn't sanity. Which of course it could easily be.
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Two lines I love here:
The true swing of swings and My eyes still burn upwards. Suicide prevails throughout this poem for me because of events earlier this year.
I took a shot of a double rainbow over our house in early May and learned a bit later on that a childhood friend had hanged himself that day. Post here that has link to shot of rainbow.
Not sure if it is all related in a cosmic sense. "And yet...andyet..."
Suicide prevails...if you were a regular here you'd know suicide is always in the air round these parts (my Dad, 1973).
Glad you picked those lines...the eyes one especially.
As for the omens of rainbows...when tragedy comes into our lives it's natural that we link other things to it, give it some beauty, mark it somehow. Tragedy on its own is just pure misery!
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Also the photo I've posted is a double rainbow... not sure how clear that can be seen on here and in B & W.
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