Monday, June 24, 2013

The Promise

A bow of prismatic color radiates the sky

My eye sweeps the heavens as it dips by

Majestic and serene leaving all unseen

Head in the clouds to gather steam

For that one moment of breathing calm

Is like a poultice of soothing balm

God’s promise to behold

For as yet to unfold


Cathrina Constantine

I don't write poetry, but I took a silly stab at it.

17 comments:

  1. Good stab, Catherina. Maybe you should keep doing this.

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  2. That was awesome. You should 'stab' at poetry more often :)

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  3. That picture is just SPECTACULAR!! I've always loved the rainbows. They bring me peace. I love your "stab". :D

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  4. Awww...thanks Mark and Al for your praise. I love rainbows, too!

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  5. I thank everyone for commenting. You're all being waay too kind! Thanks again!

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  6. I'm impressed by your 'stab'. And I love rainbows :)

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  7. I agree with everyone else, I hope you take more stabs at this. Beautiful poem and the photo is perfect.

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  8. I agree- you do write poetry, and there was nothing silly about this. Keep stabbing!

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  9. Ohhh... I think it's lovely. Truly lovely! There's hope in this piece, which I love. Thanks for sharing, Constantine. <3

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  10. Hope is a wonderful feeling. Thanks Bev and Morgan for commenting.

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  11. Hi Cathrina, I think you should write poetry more often if this is what happens! Great job.

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