‘The Rainbow’ and Other Poetry by Robert Woods The Society January 20, 2014 Beauty, Falun Dafa, Poetry The Rainbow A wave of color binds our sentiments before it fades. For each emotion, is a subtlety in hue expressed, And through life’s noble journey, may we add these tints and shades To vivid cast a rainbow in prismatic lightbeams blessed. Ephemeral are the tones of life bestowed on halcyon skies, When heralded by the rainbow arched above its golden eyes. Progression The United States with world hegemony Confronts such countries, vile with exploitation Diffuse, intense, from sociopathy Internal bred mid death, severe privation, Shackling of free will, as liberation Like a phantom cloistered in the mind, Episodic stirs o’er desolation, Inciting wrath and overtones defined As democratic voices, rapid suppressed, maligned. Throughout history, empires sudden rise Yet rule imperious with a common fate Of fragmentation, ultimate demise. Allegiances, ephemeral, dissipate Within a stoic, totalitarian state Like China, bleak in economic plight When organized insidious to create Assent, robotic unity and might That militarily reigns, a dictatorial blight. Pollution, poisons, proliferation in arms Resound mid human rights atrocities, And weekly coal-fired nuclear plant that harms Environments across all lands and seas. Rapacious decimation by Chinese Officials, rending world resolve and trade, Is evil, manufactured as disease: A bankrupting, computer hacking raid O’ertakes the free world’s jobs, with ethics quick waylaid. Through trade, production grows toward specialization As oversight and focus on detail Allow consumption with diversification When cultures, intermingling, quell betrayal And forge a trust to overcome travail. Humanity as species must assure That through exchange and mutual timescale, A compromise, upsurging, would endure With quality assurance toward expenditure. Nordic Summer The hues of heaven enfold on glacial tiers In iced serenity from summer clime, Whose glow through arctic midnight perseveres Profuse with splendor born in nature’s prime, And wafted through nocturnal fields of time. Transcendently is beauty veiled, like dreams, O’erspreading images of life sublime Which, glassed within the purity of streams, Find tones of passion opalescent in sunbeams. The fjords and skies are mirrored in deep marine, And islanded by clouds which buoyant sweep O’er rocks and matrices of mountains green, Precipitous above the fathomless deep Where shadows interfuse, cascading steep From palisades amid the silver height. And flowers entranced with dews and fragrance weep; Yet unto morn a love may blooms requite While blessed by breezes drying tears with soft delight. Mid spaciousness does solitude bear truth, A comfort through the lone, and mechanistic, Observation defining mankind’s youth. Derived from love, with passions idealistic, Contrasting is maturation, whose artistic Motifs are moored by wisdom to the shore Of discovery—moulded by the synergistic Interplay of inspiration, and lore, Exuberant with life, though humbling evermore. Where days must yield to dark, there is illusion When solar wind impacts with gaseous glow; Auroral luminescence prompts suffusion As arcs fantastically entwined o’erflow, And shimmering sprays and waterfalls bestow A visionary kingdom in the night, With vaporous stairways serpentined below. Effaced by morn, the realm of folding light Departs with stars suspended in diurnal flight. The Sunbow Along the torrent’s perpendicular Cascading through mists, rises a vast sunbow: Imbued with passion, this myriad beamed lodestar Of vigor, reflecting like an afterglow, Airy spans the azure undertow; And dividing in radiance, ever soaring higher, A polychromatic archipelago, Islanded in water and light and fire, Dissolves mid vapors, shadowed in a mystic gyre. Upsurging with the sunbow, is contemplation Forceful, impassioned in primeval splendor As colors changing hue shape inspiration– Oft serene, immeasurable and tender, Or spiritual with a vision to engender Beauty, expansiveness, divine as sun Enrobed in meridian majesty, to render A consummation of dreams, love, hope when spun As life’s rich sunbow, whose tones harmonic blend as one. Robert Woods is a retired physician and poet living in Florida. Featured Image: “Rainbow” by Nikolay Dubovskoy Related Post Ballade on the Man Who Could Have Killed George Washington “But it was not pleasant to fire at the back of an unoffending individual…so I let him alone.” —Major Patrick Ferguson, British Expeditionary Force ... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.