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Sep 22
So, there was this rainbow

over the north end
of the meadow, as I so happened
to look that way, and think
to say I saw it this way,
a thing of beauty
for its own sake,
that happened not
to say a thing.
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Wisdom knowledge understood,
things essentially
random as raindrops,
making mortals reared
on soft awe expletives

hesitate
to say…
for some goodness sakes, hope

is any day's substance, hope
with no new sign since the Pleistocene

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Judge a race begun
with a rainbow over my valley,
our
valley, but more mine, for my part
as you slept in peace, I watched it fade.

I won a prize I'll not mention,
I began by being where I was today.

My advantage, my position
on the whirling world,
today.
I took a picture, but those are never filled with the experience, are they?
Ken Pepiton
Written by
Ken Pepiton  77/M/Pine Valley CA
(77/M/Pine Valley CA)   
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