Fallen RainBow Series Begins to Write through me (December into January 2011)

ACT I 

Ethereal Voice, she whispers circles 'round our slush-ground feet
modern devices, she does eschew
CircleWhispers move her Words:

"Swirling rainbows, snowbound,

falling, falling free free free! 

Please move with care;

Mind the Fallen rainbows 

 *do* mind Her Fallen Rainbows;

step tenderly about their Hearts,

so as not to break their deep Dusk dormant Beauty" 

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Teen-aged Philosopher, (Book held to Heart),

Ebony curls frame his cherubic face,

no apparition, he: (he blushes),

messenger, 1488:

"Weeping Rainbows, 

Know you are chosen for

Life on perimeters of our Home, and of distant others  ?

Whose Songs echo inside you?

Your Hearts strings, so strong strung..."
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Float before us, Night's Rainbow Chorus

The fright we feel! 

He weeps to feel our pain

"Fallen RainBows we? No! 

We leaped from windows, misery-clouded;

chose free-fall dance over tiny stale crates.

Trample us not...

Our Hearts may break

We hear your fearful dark dread stomp,

see frigid Night's slicky mud grey Road

Brush away your weary Air

Hear us cry your Rainbow Song 

inside virgin Snow

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A screaming, scruffled, sweaty man

His calloused hands belie his spirit noble 

His mouth forms a circle huge of pain 

 

"Help! I'm captive of FallenRainbows!"

RainBow #1: 

"He believes we were thrown from Celestial heights 

or Cinema horror ;

Please know, dear man:

we've lived here, 

flashed everywhere, since Time"

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FaeryWoman twirls silently
to Muses she, alone, may hear; 

her tearful laughter pleases our weary ears 

"Each footfall of my little witchy black boot

strikes MidNight 'gainst Her pure new Snow"

Tiny iridescent ethereally colored hands

reach to tickle toes"
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Three O'Clock Goddess weeps at the window

She fears the spectacle -

Even while we caress her with our hands, she jumps!

We desire to understand, to ease her woes

 

"I'm Insomniac prisoner of Fallen RainBows!

Songs, weeping, bubbling laughter!

Sleep's become a distant Dream;

their rivulets rain colors not seen here!"

The Fallen RainBow Chorus, oval-form-ed,  Dawning Light:

"Silly girl,we mean no harm;

We sing to be seen,

our sparkles to brighten those so lost as we.

Sleep be yours;

Our Love to all"

(her heavy eyelids close curtains over ever-wide rivulet-catchers)
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Rainbow #1 to Rainbow #8

"Who is she?"

Rainbow #8 to Rainbow #1

She's one of the Rainbow holders. Sshhh...we don't know if she's aware..."

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Intermezzo:  Dance of the Exotic RainBows

I see them, their huge innocent eyes,

slowdance upon Clouds

in dewy deep spirals of Time;

 Spirals of Circles of Infinite Light

 Do you see?
 

then...

Splat! Rainbows on hot desert carpet!
Swish! Splat! RainBows whirl,  paintin' virgin Snow
Splat!Splat! Rainbowed songs along the muddy highway
...Peace colors wild worlds,  in frenzied screaming whirls

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ACT II

Painted Desert Dusk displays:

Rivers run wilder through silent snarling StormClouds

Iridescent angels drive porsches, 90mph,
down vacant Desert roads;

Curtsy my Heart at your Beauty, Sir

...vacant roads are always far from empty...

Errant Cloudburst Hearts,  drowsy drunken Rainbows

 flock to the City of the Painted Desert Dawn

We must wake their eyes with Oasis wine
Sing them time-mellowed songs, ancient voices join,

We attempt to hold their sleeptorn spirits higher

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Softer fallen rainbows slumber further toward Her center;

gentle excavation may expose their muted colors;

 Love their softness,

 be enLightened

{Arrives the RoadCrew, dressed in nightMist)

~pretty~ ...

      left.....

        here..

ACT III

Excavation crew arrives

Venerable Rotund  RainBow, number 4, to be- jeweled, slender NewRainBow number 14: (training)

                                                    "Where did her vacant eyes awake?"

NewRainBow number 14 (in training), to Venerable Rotund  RainBow, number 4:

"so sorry, Sire; her Soul hath Dreamt

nine incarnations; each Time, she spent the Energy of two Souls;

NewBorn to Flight, she soars away from this place

I fear our swords, our raking eyes, blinded by our Colors own

may impede her higher grace"

Venerable Rotund  RainBow, number 4:

"Let's speak her thoughts in the present tense

 magnetize her Dreams

Think inside her Mind,

Be the broken Goddess for a Moment"

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Intermezzo el segundo 

 Time is One in Forest Circles 

Liquid NightDance, woven Waters

Drone the names of all his consorts, Loves;

countless nubile daughters

My Skybound gaze shows me, once more, their huge innocent eyes, 
their slowdance upon Clouds ;
their tears spill warm rivers into the Forest

Spin dewy deep spirals of Time;

 Spirals of Circles of Infinite Light

 Do you see?
 

then...
Splat! RainBows strike musky damp scorched jungle carpet
Swish! Swish! Splat! RainBows whirl,  painting dervish dappled circles 'round Snow-virgins
Splat!Splat! Rainbowed songs reverberate the Air all along the muddy highway
...Peace?  No! Wildly-colored worlds,  in frenzied screaming whirls

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ACT III : the Broken Rainbow Goddess, her Journey Home

"Dare we move her eyes to another place?"

"Yes, brother, we  dare;

Her power returns in our sacred holding vow;  

we need fill her empty eyes with azure Dreams,
replace her broken hues, make whole her Soul "

CLONK!

"ssshhh...do my ears play naughty frightening games,
or arrived the large ones disguised in silken Night? 
Lift now her feet as I cushion sweet her head
For her eyes must not touch Earth again til Morn"

NewRainBow number 14 (in training), uplifts her fragmented toes; she does not stir.

Venerable Rotund  RainBow, number 4, nods his ancient head; they float her .

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 The two RainBows, the Venerable One and the New Trainee, 
three times repeat,
tickling feet, caressing burnished hair
slender silken fingers all over her colors,
they pray: 

"Three O'Clock Goddess, you wept at the window

Do not fear the spectacle -

Even while we caressed you with our hands, you leaped!

We desire to understand, to ease your woes;

Return to our eternal love, please..."

  

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 CLONK!

Stage left, enter the large ones, with their freshly hewn RainBow slicing horrors.

"We've come to repossess your Muses"

Damsel whispers down from a tea-tower above the Mount:  

"Prithee leave my ladies peaceful weave."

Color floods the Air, slicing the large ones' toes

The excavation crew,  trainees and those who believe "superior,"

Storm the large ones

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 ACT IV   (in experimental stages ONLY, dear Reader)
The Broken Goddess & Woven RainBows

"Superior" RainBows Speak.
They surround the tea-tower Damsel
Multifaceted vibrant colors flash inward, outward, all in Round;
 they intone ancestral prayers...
...hmmmm ...

Rainbow #1 to Rainbow #8: (these be two who fancy themselves "Superior" to Newer RainBows

"aWake, tiny king! Remove thee from thy trance!

Who hither floats, accompanied by youngers,

Dost thou know the fallen Goddess?

She feared the spectacle, peered out with huge Live eyes;

Blinded by spirals of kaleidoscopic colours;

She fell into eyes vacant and cold"

Rainbow #8 to Rainbow #1

"Why do you speak to me in words of old, senior king?

No matter....

Yes, my sire; the Excavation Crew holds her in protected Air

Her poor sweet  body, broken to pieces by fear;

Azure SeaLights surround her every molecule

Could Life be so that we can mend her Soul?"

Damsel whispers down from a tea-tower above the Mount:  

"Prithee leave my ladies peaceful weave."

By ethereal Light of the Crimson Candle,

We see the Damsel move in grace, to See;

 eight legs akimbo in muted RainBow raiment

We know her as Ezmeralda, Spider Queen, of Time

Act IV is but experimental. I sense its road shall quite soon change

to be continued 
(work in progress!)