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they are both poetic you know

you can rhyme butterfly or rainbow

why don't you just give it a try

do you prefer rainbow or butterfly

neither one is more or less

both cause equal happiness

I want to know,

Why is so beautiful the rainbow?

How is it painted in the air?

Who paints it there?

The rainbow vanishes quickly,

Before disappearing it spreads so beautifully,

I just look at it curiously,

I am in love with the rainbow honestly.

Rainbow! Rainbow!

Stay forever, do not go!

 October-10-2000 

 Trisha M. Barrek Hopkins

The color of all the leaves when they change 

For when they get ready for winter 

Where all the animals get arranged 

And you trying to get out that wood splinter

For the winters snow will begin to fall 

When the insects go into hiding 

You know they heard the colds call 

Watching all the animals deciding

All the colors of nature 

Change the look of everything 

All the leaves color the pasture 

All the beauty that nature has to bring 

In the kids hearing all their laughter 

A calm sound when the nature sings

Copyright

ANIMAL RESCUERS
*
KARIN'S DOGS
*
A dog is so cheaply bought.. He sells his heart
for all eternity for a handful of popcorn

(to Karin Anderson who has never said
no to a suffering being)
 

TED'S DOGS
*
His dogs and cats cannot read.. save the script of his soul
They cannot write..except on his heart'
*
(T Zagar has for many years kept 3 fulltime jobs going
.... librarian, astrologer, and keeper of an animal
sanctuary)
*
HOWE ROAD IN AKRON
*
The dog was abandoned,
.. said the answering service,
on Howe Road.. She waited
at a telphone pole
for 48 hours. For 2 days she had
chased each passing car.
1000 times her heart rose
and fell
until she learned how not
to feel..

Later she found a happy
home..
The roots of trust grew
slowly...
but steadily..
as pain took many moons
to seep out of her
heart....

(to Constantina Fiorentino of Akron's Animal Aid
and all those involved in the rescue of animal or human refugees)

www.enteresan.com

BLACK HAWK DOWN

Black Hawk down.
Sikorsky profits up.

www.picstopin.com

TOXIC RAINBOW

Food colorings
yellow and red and blue
It's time FDA corporate operatives
we overthrew

Footnote:
5 chemicals banned overseas and allowed in the US
http://www.takepart.com/photos/5-chemicals-banned-overseas-your-food-home/next-gallery

yellow number 5
red number 40
Azodicarbonamide
Azodicarbonamide, also called the yoga mat compound because it’s used to make exercise mats, is found in hundreds of baked goods and TV dinners.
Brominated Vegetable Oil
BHT/BHA

not on the list:

Sodium nitrate, the red dye making gray meat look red, is not on the list

caramel color   in many sodas... cola companies have delayed its withdrawal
http://www.gamblincolors.com/oil.painting.techniques/img/palland.jpg

CRIMINALIZING THE SERMON ON THE MOUNT

For the hungry
she provided food.
San Antonio Texas
made it her rood

Footnote:
San Antonio Texas has joined Canton Ohio in fining someone for feeding the hungry
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2015/04/15/homeless-feeding_n_7066860.html?ir=Religion&ncid=fcbklnkushpmg00000051
The lady will appeal her $2000 fine as she cites the 1st amendment

 wearetheanswer.hubpages.com
https://dausonstimpsongagnon.files.wordpress.com/2013/02/hungry-1.jpg

SID

Sid sowed seed
in the sod
on the side
of the house
for Sadie

https://www.facebook.com/Foodinc/photos/a.10150173705776160.304007.73304591159/10152715432281160/?type=1&theater

POEMBIRTH

As red hot lava turns to
translucent green jewels
while pouring into the sea,
so crystallizes poets' agony
into poetry
for you and for me.
 *
Footnote
My muse -Robert Anthony Maguire- (FrogAngel2) in I See The Real You
  'into a mind of poetic thought i peek I watch as it organizes pain into words'
and
Michael Wilson's  'a man's heart saddened is a poet's heart gladdened'
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/4d/45/88/4d45888dedde2e7027d6a1ac77693c7e.jpg

DAISY CUTTER 

How many daisies
does
A daisy cutter bomb....
cut

http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/x/vintage-oil-painting-daisy-chamomile-flowers-field-sunrise-46344186.jpg

GREY MOTHER
Ashes
contain
phoenix birds.

a-flaming-bird.deviantart.com

POETRY BY SAIOM SHRIVER
April 16 and 17 2015

Space-

Desolate, void.

Taunting, pleading, screaming 

Desires echo through the

Distance.

Society-

Blind, savage.

Judging, hating, dehumanizing

The believers of equality.

Unkind.

We-

In between.

Trusting, trying, hoping

Surviving all odds through

Love.

Space-

         Between us.

         Empowering, making the

         Rainbow above us more

         Colorful.

I want to go there

and rainbow has been appeared and hidden

I am back to water and pulled back constantly

found a transparent key between blue and black

holding it to the light of white moon

It brights green slightly

I want to go there

But the key has been disappeared

I am back to the tear and pushed back constantly

The moon melts in white darkness

With gentle morning rain,

a rainbow brights vividly

Sunlight blinds you

Burns my eyes

Hard to think this

Is Paradise

It’s far too bright

For us to see

As I am cooled

By a breeze

Diamond sparkle

From the sand

Rainbow light

Across the land

Desert beauty

But still cool

For my wonder

The sight is fuel

I look at you

You look at me

In the shade

Of a palm tree

That we’re under

I gaze in wonder

I can’t believe I have the power

To hold the love of this desert flower

All alone we are together

Will we ever leave?

Never

so enticed by your own suffering..

it keeps coming back around.. 

just when you think you're standing up, you get pushed down.

you wonder, but why bother..

I know what that feels like... 

to be swallowing dirt, with your face planted into the ground..

your mind is in constant crucifixion..

you can't look at the clouds, & know the sun is behind it.. 

the hands of time move in circles...

quality is not quantity.. 

tomorrow is not today.

if this storm hovers over me,

if it fucking pours down on me,

for all eternity..

raindrops will glisten through my eyes.. 

you'll see I never tried to hide.. 

because the rain can bring out our true colors,

when given the chance to pass..

I will walk along a street of rainbows,

while the past burns, & falls to ash.. 

my heart says not to turn, & walk away.. 

but so badly it yearns to fly, & just escape..

oh, Sweet Euphoria..

Let’s catch the rainbow,

No, not today,

Leave it for tomorrow,

Let it first bid farewell to the day.

It might not be there at the next sunrise,

So what! We have no right,

To be conceited, it’s not wise,

And, to gratify our greed, fight.

Well, I don’t feel like catching it any more,

I can’t ever hurt your feelings for sure.