Poetry and Rainbows

short poem after a long dry spell.

 

Poetry once wept with me

and walked me through the dark

when it was raining days without end

poetry built an ark.

Poetry once ..watched me bleed for as long as it saw fit

then poetry took out a piece cloth and made a tourniquet.

Poetry once laughed with me

until we both began to cry

Poetry then painted a rainbow in my sky.

Poetry then smiled at me as if her work was done

and we sat under an umbrella and waited for the sun.

Naomi Montana Walsh

Author's Note

I had to prime the pump had not written in awhile

Reviews

[bluessadmood]

Oh my friend how sweet is that..
poetry was always my friend ,always watched me from close
always felt me and knew my thoughts and told them so sweet
always cried with me,walked me through all the dark allies
and in the rain by my side so i wont feel alone..always defended me
when i did bleed it watched and thought of the best way to stop the bleed
it held my wounds and pressed hard till they stopped
it used to laugh with me,and cried when i did cry
and after the rain it used magic to fill my skies with all the colors of rainbow
so that i smile and it smiled with me ,and we just sat and waited .it told me
the sun will come again..we will watch it together..and it sat and kept by my side
poetry was my best friend i wanted to tell all about him..very faithful friend
lovely write..

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

That is so wonderful, you so beautiful versed just what a therapeutic friend poetry is to us as writers and readers. A fav of mine.

[Leaner Pastures]

A good way to prime the pump, by paying homage to the art and what it has given you. A very nice picture of the relationship a poet has to their work and the work of others.

[Tate Morgan]

That is absolutely stunning
Tate

[deeps]

I really enjoyed this write here. I thought it was quite the amazing write.
Full of feeling. Well expressed.

[Ray Frontera]

I really liked this one. Great creativity on the "tourniquet" rhyme and making "poetry" a real character.