This Poem was Submitted By: Philip D. Pederson On Date: 2001-05-14 00:46:33 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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The rainbow of her eyes......

Not just another desert summer-storm    to cleanse the air or satisfy a thirst. Impassioned lightening seeks complete reform...    And thunder wants an undefiled verse. And I stand facing, head and eye to cloud;    conceding and agreeing with the rain. While bathed in torrent I remain unbowed...    impervious to forces - that could stain. I see an 'apparition' through the mist,    that's floating almost cloud-like unto me. A bubble even larger than a kist...    with Luann - dry and radiant between. And now were standing nearly vis-a'-vis:    It's an 'Aura' - and not a sac at all! Her scent a clean and delicate 'pourri;    her lighted eyes hold me in silent awe. And now I see the prism of her eyes,    a'casting rainbow tones throughout her case. If one like Claude Monet could visualize...    he'd see the utmost arch - in Purple's Grace. Maturity and Confidence flash Orange    'though veins of Grace are intertwined just so. This bleeding I suspect is much the norm...    as the Yellow of her Intellect doeth show. It's there too in the Wonderment of Green;    and also in Compassion's shades of blue. The Crimson of her Beauty, next is seen...    but Humility is quick to tint that hue. All her colors are so vividly distinct    and yet so intermingled as to blend. Her facets individual/succinct:    Together form the rarest sort of gem.    

Copyright © May 2001 Philip D. Pederson

Additional Notes:
Oh, if only I could remember the rest of this dream...


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