The Poets Behind The Poems 10:

by Scott Cole   May 10, 2017


* Baby Rainbow *

You can find me somewhere over the rainbow
I'm a baby rainbow with a twisted heart,
Who's young broken eyes are a tragic beauty
At giving those rainy skies their head start.

For her neon sunset is like a broken sword
Or the shattered glass from a metallic moon,
Like a silver boy who lost his silvershoes
Or the lilly of the valley without a good view.

She's the pale Queen of the silent nights
With her wings of flames a beautiful mess,
She's the princess of love in dark shadows
Because of her lousy colors on her silky dress.

So her forbidden eyes dare not fly the skies
Where black clouds and tainted butterflies go,
Her joy is unseen exposures of her baby times
Now her tiny voice suits her invisible show.

Poor baby rainbow her shades need to grow
So her beautiful colors can have their shine,
So all the dark clouds committed midnight suicide
In a toxic wonderland where rain doesn't dine.

A nameless name that nobody knows anymore
Who's vengeful truth is like dead liquid dreams,
For her awe abracadabra is all soaked up
Because her ray blue eyes don't have their gleam.

Tropical sea monsters that's not in pink bliss
Or a lady of pearl who doesn't have her treasure,
Like a silver knight killed by the old alpha devil
And it's all because baby rainbows don't bring pleasure.

So the fairy mary poppins of all beautiful magic
Took her quartz wand of pixie fairy dust,
Clicked both her heels and said out loud
Let all baby rainbows grow their colors of lust.

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