A Rainbow's Passage Of Time. Poem by Michael Gale

Ride that ride so high up over that splendid rainbow tower...
Know not what or which ever hour.

Sing that song filled with feelings of many prearranged fields of flower...
Sweet smelling boquets of freshest smelling ones picked out unsour.

Dreams swept far and widely spent to four corners of the winded earth...
Bring forth more imagined splendor.

Let love of beautie's hero's become to all defensless deftless defenders...
Beware thy endless travels taken aback by sensless tensless remembers.

Be that large pot o' gold with little man dressed in green aset upon thy coins of gold...
Rainbows of the heartless dinny left about the loveless bold.

Colors dance around many days asunder...
Only aft the storm's fast passage brings afoot thy stormied thunder.

Regret of the rainbow's hues...
Brings back to thee far off ired feeling's views to bemusically entertain good news.