I watch each crystal raindrop
that trickles down the window,
a tear that lands with a dull plop
in the blur of steamed-up glass.
Inside each crystal raindrop
is a spectrum folded in a bow,
science captured in a full stop,
a miracle that cannot be surpassed.
Somewhere there’s a ray of hope
and sunshine will follow rain,
reflected in each crystal raindrop.
Kim M. Russell, 2018
My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Fashion me your words to fold ~ RAINBOWS
Gillena is our host this weekend and she says that so far, for the Year 2018, she has watched in awe SIX rainbows. She tells us that she loves rainbows and shares her favourite fact about rainbows: a rainbow doesn’t even actually “exist,” … it’s not an object, it’s an optical phenomenon. So she has challenged us to let our words fold as many colours as we wish into a rainbow with the following constraints or guidelines:
Our poems must have 11 lines; the end phrase of line one repeats at line sfive and elevn; the rhyme of line one continues in every other line and there must be a reference to nature and how it affects us as poets.
writing in north norfolk 
A kaleidoscope of delight!
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Thank you, Frank!
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My pleasure, Kim! 🙂
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Beautiful! You’ve thrown down the gauntlet😊 Everything is in this poem to a T.
I’m engaging the little gray cells..while I think of mine.
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Thank you! That was so tricky, Viv, that my little grey cells will be giving up shortly and I will spend the rest of the afternoon ironing!
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You did well😊. I’ve just posted mine. Happy ironing!
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Thanks Viv!
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Beautifully done, Kim.
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Thank you, Kerry. I really wasn’t sure about this poem
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wonderful and delightful – certainly colourful Kim! and well done on the challenge of the “scheme”
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Bravo bravo you really understood and got into the form . I luv your whimscal approach to rainbows and the inquisitive delight of the science mind, My favourite line of your poem is
“science captured in a full stop,”
Thank you for your participation Kim
much love…
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Thanks for a tricky but enjoyable prompt, and much love to you, Gillena.
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I love the mood of the poem.. it really mirrors the way the season is… however grey each raindrop is every color that we want…
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Thank you, Bjorn!
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Wonderful poem Kim. You did well with this sticky picky challenge. My brain cells will not allow me to indulge but it is a lovely form. The last five lines sum up everything – science, hope, grey, color. Lovely.
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Thank you, Toni 😊
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Colorful, charming poem, Kim.
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Thank you, Sara!
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I’m liking this, Kim. The progression from the unseeming “plop” to the radiant “hope” found in the raindrop!
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Thank you, Jim!
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Awesome poem, the form is challenging and you aced it!
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Thank you, Helen!
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Sunshine will follow rain… It is smoothly done as this challenge wasn’t easy!
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Thank you, Margaret!
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