I see enchanting rainbow in the sky Spellbound, my imagination can fly Fine poetry or prose I surely will try Before colors fade in my mind’s eye Excited, I put my thoughts in line Nouns, verbs, adjectives combine But not as lovely as rainbow, I pine Muse and inspiration sadly decline Pausing in trying I do a patient wait To lure the elusive muse I give it a bait A whistle, a song, a bow from the waist Anything to avoid this poem’s sad fate Bravely I tippy toe for a dizzying whirl Stomp, hop, skip and polka for a twirl A mystic rain dance for ideas to unfurl Cajoling the muse to shine like a pearl Up in the sky, the rainbow’s still there Colors so bright like a fairy muse so fair Words oozing out, must hurry to declare This is the poem my muse gifts to share Elusive muse rides on rainbow’s crest Provoking thoughts of beauty at best When the rainbow fades at God’s behest Inspiration bestowed is amply refreshed
Linda P. Jacob