Rainbows
Every life is filled with rainbows,
some not readily to be seen
but if you follow your heart
the one you want will be clear.
You’ll cross that rainbow to your goal
and find your pot of gold there.
The crossing may seem elusive
like the shadows in a dream
but if you keep going,
the end will eventually appear.
You’ll find that pot of gold
that which your heart desires
so long as you keep your goal in mind.
8 August 2009
poem by David Harris
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Our Rainbow
The rainbows with the pot of gold
are not the rainbows made with multicolour
that follow the rain across the sky.
They are the rainbows within us,
the ones that cross our heart.
They are the ones that hold our dreams
and when we realise they are there
we will then find our pot of gold.
We must first believe in our dreams,
as they are our pot of gold.
Believe and work on them
making sure that each one comes true.
Then and only then will we find
our rainbow with its pot of gold.
14 January 2011
poem by David Harris
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Pot Of Gold
We all have dreams
of where we would
like to be one day.
That dream of our pot of gold
at the end of the rainbow.
The pot of gold
does not always mean
riches and wealth,
but dreams we want to be,
a place where we’d love to live,
the love we always want.
To each of us that pot of gold
is something different,
something of our hearts desire.
We climb the green fertile hills
that stretch out for miles
hoping one day to find
our pot of gold
at the end of our rainbow.
25 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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Follow Your Dream
The sign above the doorway
reads Follow Your Dream,
whatever dream that may be.
Reach out for the heavens
and catch a falling star,
make your wish under the moonlight
and dream it will come true.
We have no life without our dreams
so follow them readily.
Make each one so special
and it will come true.
Follow the trail it puts you on
and follow it constantly.
Persistence will find that rainbow
you seek at the end.
All you have to do
is follow your dream.
1 March 2009
poem by David Harris
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Rainbow Walking
If I walk to the end of my rainbow
will there be a pot of gold?
Will rainbow travel be worth
the hassle?
If I succeed
then suppose
I find that I am not as worthy
as other Rainbow Walkers?
If I am not,
I'll be exposed
as fraudulent.
If I walk to the end of my rainbow
while I be happy?
Or just as sad
as I now am?
How do I know that Rainbow Walking
is worth it all?
My uncle used to say
that 'having dreams that you
or the world will be different at the
end of the rainbow
has a flaw.
After walking and succeeding
you'll still be there.
Rainbows don't glow
if you don't.'
Never understood
what he was talking about
till later on.
Now I really really like
the Rainbow in me
and no matter where I walk
it's aways there
and I realize
I am
my own
pot of gold.
And other people too
if you look close
at some of them
(not all of them)
are their own pot too.
Life is all about
spotting the pot of gold
in me
and in you.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Heart Of Gold
He is a man forced to live with the rats
But he is dying for a smile from you
He is a man without a home in his life
Is that a reason to walk on the line
Its like a game - dont mess around
Dont be a fool so just go on
No life of double standard what hes looking for
Only a dream of tender delight
No more a bloody fool in this dirty town
So get away take your own line
Hard is the game - dont turn around
You make the rules so hold your ground
Hes got a heart of gold
The brain to realize he leads the better life
Hes got a heart of gold
So free your mind - live with a smile
Heart of gold - just like a diamond in the rough
He is dying for a touch from you
No more a bloody fool in this God damned town
Please be strong for just one time
So play this game and move the pawns
Its up to you so just go on
Hes got a heart of gold
The heart to free his soul, the heart to reach the goal
Sweet little a heart of gold
So free and fine - live with a smile
Live with a smile on your face
Hard is the game - dont turn around
No more a fool so just go on
Hes got a heart of gold
The brain to realize he leads the better life
Hes got a heart of gold
So free your mind - live with a smile
Hes got a heart of gold
The heart to free his soul, the heart to reach the goal
Sweet little a heart of gold
So free and fine - live with a smile
Just live with a smile on your face
He is dying for a smile from you
So just go on - go on - go on
With your heart of gold
Dont turn around
You make the rules so hold your ground
Sweet little a heart of gold
Sweet little a heart of gold
song performed by by U. D. O.
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Some Dreams
Some dreams are as elusive
as the moonbeams through our window;
some are more tangible
so we chase them.
Some dreams are made of gold dust
that can so easily slip through our fingers
when we grasp hold of them.
Some dreams promise no riches
but are richer beyond compare
these are the dreams of the heart
where two become one.
Which poses the question
which dream is for you?
The one filled with gold dust
that can so easily slip through your fingers
or the one that puts a twinkle in your eye
and can last forever.
Which one would you choose?
8 August 2009
poem by David Harris
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Rainbow Love
Don gibson
I looked behind a silver cloud, I found a pretty rainbow there
I walked out to the rainbows end and found a rainbow love
The one that I was looking for, the dream that I was dreaming of
There, down at the rainbows end I found a rainbow love
I found my pot of gold, my rainbow love
Just you and all your loving, charming rainbow love
I searched, hoped someday Id find someone to bring me peace of mind
I found what Ive been dreaming of when I found my rainbow love
I found my pot of gold, my rainbow love
Just you and all your loving, charming rainbow love
I searched, hoped someday Id find someone to bring me peace of mind
I found what Ive been dreaming of when I found my rainbow love
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Rainbows' End
They found him at the end of his Rainbow;
face down.
Tracking from the beginning
there were swatches of childhood dreaming,
motivating battles and struggles in the seams and creases,
failures and successes revealed in tea leaves;
sometimes smiles, sometimes grief;
but always the Rainbow Ride and Dream.
As he drew closer to it's end
the more he began to count coins in his pot of gold
soon to be where
all the world would be happiness paved;
at the terminus point;
the end
where lived the Rainbow Dream;
all of Efforts Reward enshrined there.
But the happenstance was
as he came to his
Rainbow's end-
feet planted
firmly to receive-
what a life's work
had striven for
he found there
only another trail
which re-wound
back to his starting point;
back to him.
Rainbow's end with just him
was no dream, because once
there he realized that the paths
he took also made him unworthy
of Rainbow dreams.
So startling this was to him
his heart failed
because he realized
at Rainbow's end
there could be no Rainbow
with just him
at its end.
He realized that he was not his own dream.
'I, ' he said in the expiring
'was not worth the trip
nor worthy of reaching its end.'
So ironic is
the discovery that
we are often unworthy
at Rainbow end
because our paths there tainted the goal.
Sad lrony is we must be the Rainbow we seek
otherwise in getting there
we arrive hollowed out
and empty;
because Rainbows
are not destinations
but the process
we use to become complete
human beings.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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A Rainbow
In every life, there is a rainbow
with a pot of gold on the end of it.
It is up to us to see that rainbow
and find that pot of gold.
The difficulty is a rainbow has two ends.
The problem is then
to find the right end.
21 March 2008
poem by David Harris
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The goal wasn't to be a millionaire or to be a Hollywood star. That was not the goal. The goal was something about - the goal was to find the goal, but I knew where it was.
quote by James Earl Jones
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One Rainy Wish
Golden rose, the color of the dream I had
Not too long ago
A misty blue and the lillac too
A never to grow old.
A there you were under the tree of song
Sleeping so peacefully
In your hand a flower played
A waiting there for me.
I have never
Laid eyes on you
Not before
This timeless day
But you woke and whoa
Smiled my name
And you stole
My heart away
A stole my heart away little girl, yeah
All right !
Golden rose, the color of the dream I had
Not too long ago
Misty blue and lillac too
A never to grow old.
Golden rose, the color of the dream I had
Misty blue and lillac too
Golden rose, the color of the dream I had
Misty blue and lillac too
Gold and rose, gold are rose, gold and rose.
Its only a dream
Id love to tell somebody about this dream
The sky was filled with a thousand stars
While the sun kissed the mountains blue
And eleven moons played across rainbows
Above me and you.
Gold and rose the color of the velvet walls surround us.
song performed by by Jimi Hendrix
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At The Rainbow’s End
We are all looking
for the gold at the rainbow’s end.
Always trying to find
the happiness in which our life depends.
Trying to find a pointer
to show us which way to go
to keep our lives falling into the lowest low.
From dawn to dusk,
we search through the day
always hoping to find the way.
To the gold at rainbow’s end
and the happiness in which life depends.
30 April 2008
poem by David Harris
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Train Of Gold
I saw her there from across the street, she was dressed in black
And when she moved she moved to a beat, like a cadillac
She rode a train, train train train, a train of gold
She was a woman of suspicious ways, never saw daylight
And in her room she sat and passed the days
And shed creep out at night
She rode a train, train train train, a train of gold
Chorus: train of gold, train of gold
It took me so long to find out I was wrong
Now I wait for her in the night
Looked through a window saw a velvet sky, a shade of green
A violin was playing soft and sweet, like it was a dream
She rode a train, train train train, a train of gold
Train of gold, train of gold
It took me so long to find out I was wrong
Now I wait for her in the night
Train of gold, train of gold
I dont believe her, it just couldnt be her
I cant get it out of my mind
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Sestina
I wandered o'er the vast green plains of youth,
And searched for Pleasure. On a distant height
Fame's silhouette stood sharp against the skies.
Beyond vast crowds that thronged a broad highway
I caught the glimmer of a golden goal,
While from a blooming bower smiled siren Love.
Straight gazing in her eyes, I laughed at Love,
With all the haughty insolence of youth,
As past her bower I strode to seek my goal.
'Now will I climb to glory's dizzy height, '
I said, ' for there above the common way
Doth pleasure dwell companioned by the skies.'
But when I reached that summit near the skies,
So far from man I seemed, so far from Love-
'Not here, ' I cried, 'doth Pleasure find her way, '
Seen from the distant borderland of youth.
Fame smiles upon us from her sun-kissed height,
But frowns in shadows when we reach the goal.
Then were mine eyes fixed on that glittering goal,
Dear to all sense-sunk souls beneath the skies.
Gold tempts the artist from the lofty height,
Gold lures the maiden from the arms of Love,
Gold buys the fresh ingenuous heart of youth,
'And gold, ' I said, 'will show me Pleasure's way.'
But ah! the soil and discord of that way,
Where savage hordes rushed headlong to the goal,
Dead to the best impulses of their youth,
Blind to the azure beauty of the skies;
Dulled to the voice of conscience and of love,
They wandered far from Truth's eternal height.
Then Truth spoke to me from that noble height,
Saying: 'Thou didst pass Pleasure on the way,
She with the yearning eyes so full of Love,
Whom thou disdained to seek for glory's goal.'
Two blending paths beneath God's arching skies
Lead straight to Pleasure. Ah, blind heart of youth,
Not up fame's height, not toward the base god's goal,
Doth Pleasure make her way, but 'neath calm skies
Where Duty walks with Love in endless youth.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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The Rainbow's Gold
They told me with each Rainbow
I'd find a pot of gold,
And I had never proved it,
But that's what I was told.
I watched for every Rainbow
To arc across the sky,
And then I'd run to find it
And 'Goldless' I would cry.
But one day, in my mail box,
There came a nice surprise...
A magazine, called 'Rainbow'
Right there before my eyes.
I looked into the 'Rainbow',
And just as I was told,
Right there within the pages,
I found my pot of gold.
poem by George Savige
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Rainbow of my Life
You put rainbow into my life
Different colors, so bright
Rainbows that full of life
That gives colors to the lonely skies
Rainbows end is a pot of gold they say
A treasure to keep as long you stay
Rainbow is like a man or a woman in our lives
It shines, gives us colors, gives us life
That would shine through the rest of our lives
But sometimes rainbows are gone
Not shining nor not giving colors in the clouds
Nor not giving life to the lonely skies
When its so hot and dry
Rainbows is like a life
Giving us water when everything is drought
Giving us colors when everything turns out dark
Making us smile for the different colors they had
You are like my rainbow
You give colors to my life
You give meaning to my lonely nights
But as like rainbows
Sometimes they are gone
Sometimes they don't show
Sometimes not giving us life
You are my rainbow
For a moment in my life
But now, my rainbow is gone
The shines, the colors, the bright
For my rainbow will never shine again
To my lonely life
(09/05/09)
poem by Gil Caguiat
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Golden Rules
Gold has penalties of long life to order,
Even when goings are rough and good in heart,
Eventhough the doings are tough and godly in rate,
Eventually the books of new are upon us all.
Thus the gold is a sudden joust and kicking,
A favourite right to help and keep to all dream,
Dream then the number one problem of your strife,
And keep each person in unison.
poem by Naveed Akram
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My Elusive Dreams
by Curly Putman and Billy Sherrill
(added 10/25/97, thanks to Pauline Buchanan)
You followed me to Texas, you followed me to Utah,
We didn't find it there so we moved on.
Then you went with me to A-la-bam',
Things looked good in Birmingham,
We didn't find it there so we moved on.
I know you're tired of fol-low-ing
My elusive dreams and schemes
For they're only fleeting things,
My elusive dreams.
You had my child in Memphis then I heard of work in Nashville,
But we didn't find it there so we moved on.
To a small farm in Nebraska, to a gold mine in Alaska,
We didn't find it there so we moved on.
I know you're tired of fol-low-ing
My elusive dreams and schemes
For they're only fleeting things,
My elusive dreams.
Now we've left A-las-ka because thewas no gold mine,
But this time only two of us moved on.
And now all we have is each other and a little memory
To cling to and still you won't let me go on alone.
I know you're tired of following
My elusive dreams and schemes
For they're only fleeting things,
My elusive dreams.
song performed by by Tom Jones
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Follow That Dream
(words & music by fred wise - ben weisman)
Follow that dream, I gotta follow that dream
Keep a-movin, move along, keep a moving
Ive got to follow that dream wherever that dream may lead
Ive got to follow that dream to find the love I need
When your heart gets restless, time to move along
When your heart gets weary, time to sing a song
But when a dream is calling you,
Theres just one thing that you can do
Well, you gotta follow that dream wherever that dream may lead
You gotta follow that dream to find the love you need
Keep a-movin, move along, keep a moving
Got to find me someone whose heart is free
Someone to look for my dream with me
And when I find her I may find out
Just what my dreams are all about
Ive got to follow that dream wherever that dream may lead
Ive got to follow that dream to find the love I need
Ive got to follow that dream wherever that dream may lead
Ive got to follow that dream to find the love I need
Keep a-movin, move along
Keep a-movin, move along
Keep a-movin, move along
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Chasing '' Your Rainbow '' ~~
A rainbow does not stay too long,
for everyone to see. So I hurry to
the end of it, to what awaits for me.
~
At the end of my rainbow, I believed
the story true. I'd find all the treasure
I could ever long for. Not gold, nor
jewels, but you!
~
I needed not, a pot of gold. It can't keep me
warm, when nights grow cold. I need
your love '' the only thing ''. 'Tis a treasure
that gold could never bring.
~
So hurry chase '' your rainbow ''! Don't wait
til it' too late on on your next rainy day. The
happiness that you may seek, could quickly
fade away.
~
Now each time I see a rainbow arched across
the velvet skies. I think of you and our love so
true, as these colours pass mine eye's.
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~TJW~