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A Pot of Gold

My dear friend
I refuse to let
you go

somehow

it is difficult
to say good-bye
the golden threads
which has held us

together

for so long
refuses to sever
they have been
inter-laced

with time, and
knotted tightly
they have withstood
many storms

I know

at the end of your
rainbow
awaits a pot of
gold.

poem by Heather Burns
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A Golden Treasure

Oh friend,
How I miss the times
we spent together.

These are treasures
my heart refuses to
release.

In the evening
when all is quite
your presence lingers.

The golden threads we
have woven together
in this life time
remain securely
fastened.

As we carefully
knotted the ends
tied them with pretty
ribbons.

golden threads tightly
woven
creates a lasting
friendship.

A gold and silver
treasure
to hold in reverence
not even death can
cause them to fray.

poem by Heather Burns
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Golden Threads

Golden threads inter-woven,
Comforter in disguise,

From a thread, emerges a
pattern,
Friendship to materialize,

Ever exploring, then deciding.
Disappointed, then surprised.

Golden threads refuse to sever,
Ore the years with patience
tied.

poem by Heather Burns
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Oh Those Threads

Oh those threads
beautiful threads
coming together

gold and silver
tears and laughter.

creating a pattern
U and I, fashioning
us.

knotted so closely
refusing to fray

a lovely tapestry
inter-woven over
the years

Oh those threads
beautiful threads
together at last.

poem by Heather Burns
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Oh That Tapestry

Oh that tapestry
How I have yearned
to weave it with
you.

A combination of
threads
gold and silver

strong and secure
closely knotted
in the end.

tears and laughter
woven together
creating us.

our lives inter-
woven
a coming together
began so long ago
oh that tapestry.

poem by Heather Burns
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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~

poem by Thad Wilk
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It's Not Yet Over

A bleeding heart hits the page
The deep red stain sinks through
The soft sent of burning sage
Signals the death of you
But come to life my dear friend
It's not your time to go
You may think this is the end
But I will not believe it is so
So come to life again today
The light my just be near
Fight your way through the fray
And do not fight the tears
The pain you feel is true I know
But loss is not always forever
Though your thrown to and fro
I refuse to cause this sever
My dear friend stay here with me
The eternal night has not yet come
My dear friend just wait and see
We can make it if we run

She may be gone for now
But wait and see
Do not make yet, your final bow
She may yet think 'You and me'
Give her the time you took yourself
All the confusion not yet clear
Put your pain and fear upon the shelf
And tell her how you'ld hold her dear
I write this for you my friend
For I know your pain
I write this for you my friend
In hopes that you come through again.

poem by John Dillenger II
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The Golden Wedding Of Sterling And Sarah Lanier, September 27, 1868.

By the Eldest Grandson.

A rainbow span of fifty years,
Painted upon a cloud of tears,
In blue for hopes and red for fears,
Finds end in a golden hour to-day.
Ah, YOU to our childhood the legend told,
'At the end of the rainbow lies the gold,'
And now in our thrilling hearts we hold
The gold that never will pass away.

Gold crushed from the quartz of a crystal life,
Gold hammered with blows of human strife,
Gold burnt in the love of man and wife,
Till it is pure as the very flame:
Gold that the miser will not have,
Gold that is good beyond the grave,
Gold that the patient and the brave
Amass, neglecting praise and blame.

O golden hour that caps the time
Since, heart to heart like rhyme to rhyme,
You stood and listened to the chime
Of inner bells by spirits rung,
That tinkled many a secret sweet
Concerning how two souls should meet,
And whispered of Time's flying feet
With a most piquant silver tongue.

O golden day, -- a golden crown
For the kingly heads that bowed not down
To win a smile or 'scape a frown,
Except the smile and frown of Heaven!
Dear heads, still dark with raven hair;
Dear hearts, still white in spite of care;
Dear eyes, still black and bright and fair
As any eyes to mortals given!

Old parents of a restless race,
You miss full many a bonny face
That would have smiled a filial grace
Around your Golden Wedding wine.
But God is good and God is great.
His will be done, if soon or late.
Your dead stand happy in yon Gate
And call you blessed while they shine.

So, drop the tear and dry the eyes.
Your rainbow glitters in the skies.
Here's golden wine: young, old, arise:
With cups as full as our souls, we say:
'Two Hearts, that wrought with smiles through tears
This rainbow span of fifty years,
Behold how true, true love appears
True gold for your Golden Wedding day!'

poem by Sidney Lanier
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Revival is A Boost

The more I loved her the more I thirsted.
The more I pursued the more she thawed.
Had I not been struck, had she not been knotted,
We would have been knotted, tightly knotted.
I heard she was fervent to get my verses.
My hormones are once more in spate thanks to her.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Soul Mates

Perhaps we've met before,
Like stepping thru an open
door.

Somewhere in the long ago,
A gentle breeze began to
blow.

Two worlds chanced to meet,
Coming together, bitter to
sweet.

Another season, another time,
Another reason, another rhyme
Golden threads inter-twine.

poem by Heather Burns
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Since I Held You

I really love the way you talk
I dont mind sayin so
And oo I love it when you da-ance
So silky slow
O baby please dont go
I know you refuse to get involved
You wont help me out none
You run around like a paperdoll
Pretending its fun
O baby please dont run
Somethin in the night just dont sit right
Looks like Im gonna be up all night, yeah
Its been such a long time
Since I held you
I said its been such a long time
Since I held you
Oo oo such a long time
Since I held you
I wont forget the way you said
It doesnt bother you much
Tutor impressions in your he-ead
Just before the last touch
That meant so much
Somethin in the night just dont sit right
Looks like Im gonna be up all night, yeah
Its been such a long time
Since I held you
I said its been such a long time
Since I held you
Oo oo such a long time
Since I held you
Its been a long time
Its been a long time
Its been a long time
Such a long time
Well, its been a long, long time
I said its been a long, long time
Its been a long time
Since I held you
Oo oo such a long time
Since I held you

song performed by by Cars
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Waiting Patiently

Patience is golden they say
At the end of the rainbow is a pot of gold
I've waited oh so long for you
You came, you went
You're back...so illusive
You said you would purge me and I wait
I want to make you as happy as you've made me
And I need you to understand how I truly feel
I'm almost at the end of my rainbow
You are my pot of gold
And still I wait patiently

poem by Royal Princess
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Arched Across The Sky

Rainbows created my imagination
As it arched across the sky
On one end there sat you
At the other end, there sat I

Imagining I could slide across
Over the rainbow to the end
There would be my pot of gold
The sweet love of my dear friend

The rainbow is a connection
Like a bridge from me to you
It appears joined by sunlight
Then the grey skies turn to blue

Arriving after the rainstorms
It became so evident to me
Thoughts of love follow rainbows
They arched right across the sea

A colourful arching rainbow
It has no gate, it has no door
It reaches from friend to friend
It arches from shore to shore

I smiled up today at the sky
How far would my loving smile go
It slid right over to the other side
The other end of the coloured rainbow

poem by Mazher Sheikh
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Spinning Threads

Spin the threads of
life
creating a golden
tapestry.

Weave together love
and memories,
how it was yesterday.

Being woven together
on the loom of life.

Spin threads of gold
and silver,
to make a tapestry
of delight.

Spin the threads of
gold,
spin the events of
life.

poem by Heather Burns
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Some Days

Some days, I suture myself together
When the seams of my personality
Seem to tear so swiftly from the tether,
The quilted rag of my identity.
Some days, I allow my woolen spindle
To unravel itself into string.
Downward and unrolling, it's mass dwindles
As gravity forces it's spiraling.
Some days, I untangle the knotted threads
That tie all my patches tightly in place,
Preferring that maybe this time instead
I could sow myself and happily trace
The stitch-work compiling the positive
Ways in which, I think, I would like to live.

poem by Tim Stensloff
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Sending Postcards From A Plane Crash

I am such a sucker
And I'm always the last to know
My insides are copper
And I'd kill to make them gold
Conversation got me here: another night alone in the city
So make my bed the grave and shovel dirt onto my sheets
Every friend we ever had in common
I will sever the tie with you
You can thank your lucky stars
That everything i wish for will never come true
When you go, I will forget everything about you
I've seen sinking ships go down with more grace than you
Turn this up I'll tune you out
Another night alone in the city
Thinking that you matter
Thats a lie we can both keep
Every friend we ever had in common
I will sever the tie with you
You can thank your lucky stars
That everything i wish for will never come true
When you go, I will forget everything about you
Every friend we ever had in common
I will sever the tie with you
You can thank your lucky stars
That everything i wish for will never come true

song performed by by Fall Out Boy
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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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Dance A Multi-Coloured Dance Of Rainbow

Words can fail like magnets not sticking to the fridge
and we all complain when the rent is due again.
Pay your bills and meet the obligations of
the world, never mind attending to the
payment of your soul.

The new voice is speaking, the new religion
has been announced. We are to celebrate
everything and tradition we are to renounce.
Dance a multi-coloured dance of rainbow
prisms and inter-faith delusions.

We are to ignore the truth of the Gospel
for too many find that it offends. We must
not have complaining and so we must merge
into one blend. Let the fires burn so
brightly as we burn away the words
we do not like. Dance a multi-coloured
dance of rainbow prisms and
inter-faith delusions.


Men should not sleep with women, for
that is not the way the new voices want
it to be. Instead they should seek male
partners and live in illusions of
conformity. We must not call a spade
a spade for in doing so we ignore
the new mindset.
Dance a multi-coloured dance of rainbow
prisms and inter-faith delusions.

No need to wave flags for we must
not cause nationalism to exist. Only
one nation is right and that is the
propaganda we must believe. So we
watch our televsions and rejoice
in the latest American war.
Dance a multi-coloured dance of rainbow
prisms and inter-faith delusions.

The parade has begun, and the marchers
have lined up like soliders in a drill.
The banners are ready ot wave, the
sound of music will soon flood the
streets. We will march for equality
and conform ourselves to a plastic
sheeted state of being. Dance a
multi-coloured dance of rainbow
prisms and inter-faith delusions.

And though the old ways will not die,
we will pretend they do not matter.
We will surrender ourselves to
immoral methods of existing. We
will speak only of politically correct
topics and we shall never disagree.

Dance a multi-coloured dance of rainbow
prisms and inter-faith delusions.

poem by Chris G. Vaillancourt
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The Rainbow's Promise

After the rain has stopped pouring,
and the thunder has stopped its growling.
Dark clouds with drops of water suspended,
makes in the sky an arch of 7 mist colored.

Rainbows are visible after stormy weather,
a time when things look sadder.
From the darkest gray clouds in the skies,
does a rainbow burst forth we all know why.

They say the rainbow was sent for Noah.
A promise that God's words would remain
The rainbow's message carved for infinity,
made to all mankind by God Almighty.

The rainbow is a sign of this promise,
that he will guide us through the storms of life.
Provided we have faith in Him always,
and face stoically what comes in life's difficult pathways.

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poem by Renu Kakkar
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My Castle In The Sand

I held on tightly to my child
Tightly i held on
The waves were crashing overhead
But still i did hold on.

The waters drove us up the street
Past where friends and i would meet
Dashing down their houses
And leaving not much there
But i held yes i held on
And on my lips there was a prayer
That these torrents would not make me weak
That somehow i would find
Some calm some peace some easiness
And the earthquake left behind
I held on god i held on
To that tender little hand
She was now my sole ambition
And my castle in the sand.

I caught my breath
A hundred times
A hundred times or more
All that i was grasping was
Her clothes and nothing more.

poem by David Keig
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Sunshine’s Once Again Here

Sunshine is once again here
Glowing from in and out
Golden threads everywhere
When low down and in doubt

Wishing wells of yesterday
All that was in its old song
As the threads come and play
Together when we do long

All is in footsteps that come
Colors to a heart pounding
That where our feelings are from
Gold echoes their sounding

Sea of the touches and deep
Flowers within that don´t fall
Yours forever assets to keep
When colors of summer call

Sunshine is filling my window
With all that I see outside
Summer my roses shall grow
Now to its loveliness abide

Wishing wells to tomorrow
Every time in your uncertainty
Let summer yielding adagio
Make every desire guarantee

poem by Peter S. Quinn
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