tagNon-Erotic PoetryMy Reading Rainbow

My Reading Rainbow


The words fall like Irish cats and dogs
book after book,
for fun and for study
book after book
a literary monsoon

And when it stops,
Apollo: god of wisdom and poetry
drives his flaming chariot into the sky
and lights my reading rainbow

The red ranges from me over the vast sea
to Thailand and her blood-red poppies,

the orange to Britannia
land of Oxford, Marlowe and Stonehenge

the yellow ties me to a Ukrainian farm
where men expertly harvest the shining hay,

the green ties me to Sweden
her viking fields like emeralds in May,

the blue ties me to mussels on the coast of Oregon
clinging to rocks amid Poseidon's endless dance,

indigo ties my heart to a land I don't know:
rich Africa from whence very humanity grows

and violet goes to the garden of Epicurus
where grows a tranquil prim-rose

Report Story

byseannelson© 0 comments/ 1826 views/ 0 favorites

Share the love

Report a Bug

1 Pages:1

Please Rate This Submission:

Please Rate This Submission:

  • 1
  • 2
  • 3
  • 4
  • 5
Please wait
by Anonymous

If the above comment contains any ads, links, or breaks Literotica rules, please report it.

There are no recent comments  - Click here to add a comment to this poem

Add a

Post a public comment on this submission (click here to send private anonymous feedback to the author instead).

Post comment as (click to select):

Refresh ImageYou may also listen to a recording of the characters.

Preview comment

Forgot your password?

Please wait

Change picture

Your current user avatar, all sizes:

Default size User Picture  Medium size User Picture  Small size User Picture  Tiny size User Picture

You have a new user avatar waiting for moderation.

Select new user avatar: