Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
When you see a rainbow
The colors they do show
They blend together so
Some even seem to glow.
The first rainbow to appear
Was brilliant and so clear
It was God's promise of no more rain
A promise that still remains.
God's promises hold true
To this day they continue.
So when a rainbow you do see
Thank God and happy be!
Christian Poems
Poet: Sarah Hale
Oh, what marvel in the sky appears!
A rainbow can take away fears.
After the storm, a shining band,
Symbol of hope, across the land.
In vibrant hues, it lights the way,
Promising a better day.
Cheers erupt and hearts ignite,
Rainbows bring hope so bright.
Rainbow Quotes
Poet: Unknown
A rainbow is a promise of:
sunshine after rain
calm after storms
joy after sadness
peace after pain
love after loss.
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
Red, yellow, green, and blue
Across the sky, they give a clue
Sometimes turquoise and purple
Sometimes single and maybe a double.
They make us stop and pause with awe
The beauty of them drops our jaw
How brilliant is the sky
The beauty we can't deny.
And at the end of the rainbow
We would like to follow
To see if there is a pot of gold
That is what we have been told.
Be thankful for the beauty of the sky
Rainbows and the clouds that float by
Take a moment, stop and look
It can change your outlook!
Attitude Poems
Poet: William Wordsworth
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
I never fail to be inspired
By the rainbow colors in the sky
They slowly do appear
Then their brilliance becomes so clear.
The simple things in life can be inspiring
If we just stop and start pondering
Money, riches can not buy
A single rainbow in the sky!
Poems About The Sky
by Matthew Williamson
I’m continually inspired by nature, and
The rainbow is one of nature’s greatest optical phenomenon.
The sighting of a rainbow never fails
To bring a smile to people’s faces.
They signify optimism and positivity:
With them comes the sunshine after the rain.
Poems About Stars
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
Think of your life and your darkest days
Nothing seems to work out, in any way
But there is always hope, we should not doubt
Say a prayer rather than pout.
When you see a rainbow realize the clouds before
Were dark ones and wet ones with no open door.
But then the rainbow appears and our hopes seem to soar
We know there is a God who loves us even more.
Rainbows are a symbol of hope and love
Sent to us from God above.
He sent the rainbow so we could see
Bad times will pass like the wind in the tree.
Encouraging us with hope and cheer
Realizing that God thinks of us as dear.
Look at that rainbow in the sky
Give thanks and know that God is nearby!
Poems About God
Poet: Vine Colby
Whose doorway was it, in the sordid street,
That gave us shelter from the sudden rain, -
Two vagrant sparrows on a dripping branch,
Waiting a moment to spread wing again?
The beggar children danced through pavement pook
Barefoot and joyous, splashing at their will;
The rain washed green that dusty sycamore
And straws swirled wildly down the gutter's rill.
Fast-breathing from the run, our hands still clasped.
We leaned out laughing, shaking free our hair
Of dewy drops, while still the clouds poured down
A freshness that made heavenly the air.
Then we both saw, above the sodden world.
The Rainbow like a miracle appear,
And you said, whispering, " Oh, kiss me once
Before it fades! " - Kiss me then quickly, Dear!"
One warm sweet touch of lips - then forth we went
Oblivious of all the rain and wet.
To-day I saw a rainbow after rain. . . .
My heart remembered then - does yours forget?
Poems Of Encouragement
Poet: James Baldwin
Out of water, clear and white,
Who has built a bridge so bright?
Light the fairy arches rise,
Tinted with their glowing dyes—
Gold and red and azure blue,
Like the sunset’s rarest hue.
Right against the dusky sky
Shines the path-way, fair and high,
From the valley, cool and green,
Where the floating mists are seen,
To the mountain far away
In the distance, dim and gray.
Busy fancies, strange and sweet,
Throng the bridge with fairy feet,
Crossing to the wondrous land
There the cloudy castles stand;
Till the gray mists slowly fall
Like a curtain over all!
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
If you are looking for a pot of gold
You could end up working until you are very old
But you would be missing the joys of life and perhaps feel some sorrow
As you must make time to see the colors in the rainbow.
Life goes by so very fast,
No matter what we do it will not last.
The same is true of the rainbow colors for
They disappear and you see them no more.
So work hard but also allow
Time for the little things that give you a wow.
Rainbows can be seen by those who
Focus on living a life with balance, that's true!
Poems About Life
Poet: Unknown
There is a rainbow in the sky,
Upon the arch where tempests trod;
God wrote it ere the world was dry
It is the autograph of God.
Poet: George Matheson
Love that wilt not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in Thee;
I give Thee back the life I owe,
That in Thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.
O Light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to Thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in Thy sunshine's blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.
O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to Thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain
That morn shall tearless be.
Poems About Rain
by Emilie Poulsson
Magical, magical weather
When sunshine and rain meet together!
They weave of the drops and the radiance soft
A glorious rainbow that arches aloft,
A rainbow whose wonderful colors amaze,
A shimmering rainbow that fades as we gaze.
Poems About Colors
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
Yellow, blue, orange, and red
Are the colors overhead
When after the rain does end
A rainbow God does send.
In your life look for the rainbows
No matter the challenges and lows
They are there waiting for you
Keep moving forward, don't be blue.
Storms we all face
But keeping moving with grace
You will see your rainbow appear
The storm will be over and the sky will clear.
The Oak Tree Poem
Poet: Unknown
I sometimes have thought in my loneliest hours,
That lie on my heart like the dew on the flowers,
Of a ramble I took one bright afternoon,
When my heart was as light as a blossom in June.
The green earth was moist with the late fallen showers;
The breeze fluttered down and blew open the flowers;
While a single white cloud to its haven of rest,
On the white wing of peace floated off in the west
As I threw back my tresses to catch the cool breeze
That scattered the raindrops and dimpled the seas,
Far up the blue sky a fair rainbow unrolled
Its soft-tinted pinions of purple and gold.
'Twas born in a moment, yet, quick as its birth,
It has stretched to the uttermost ends of the earth;
And, fair as an angel, it floated all free,
With a wing on the earth and a wing on the sea.
How calm was the ocean! how gentle its swell!
Like a woman's soft bosom, it rose and it fell;
While its light sparkling waves, stealing laughingly o'er,
When they saw the fair rainbow, knelt down to the shore.
No sweet hymn ascended, no murmur of prayer,
Yet I felt that the spirit of worship was there,
And bent my young head in devotion and love
'Neath the form of the angel that floated above.
How wide was the sweep of its beautiful wings!
How boundless its circle! how radiant its rings!
If I looked on the sky, 'twas suspended in air;
If I looked on the ocean, the rainbow was there;
Thus forming a girdle as brilliant and whole
As the thoughts of the rainbow that circled my soul;
Like the wing of the Deity, calmly unfurled,
It bent from the cloud, and encircled the world.
There are moments, I think, when the spirit receives
Whole volumes of thought on its unwritten leaves;
When the folds of the heart in a moment unclose,
Like the innermost leaves from the heart of a rose;
And thus, when the rainbow had passed from the sky,
The thoughts it awoke were too deep to pass by;
It left my full soul like the wing- of a dove,
And fluttering with pleasure, and fluttering with love.
I know that each moment of rapture or pain
But shortens the links in life's mystical chain;
I know that my form, like that bow from the wave,
May pass from the earth and lie cold in the grave;
Yet oh! when death's shadows my bosom uncloud,
When I shrink from the thought of the coffin and shroud,
May Hope, like the rainbow, my spirit unfold
In her beautiful pinions of purple and gold.
Poet: Lillian E. Curtis
Oh, what a glorious sight it is,
When the sun is growing low,
To look far down in the west
And see the beauteous rainbow.
I love to look at the rainbow
Not merely because it is pretty to see,
But because it reminds me of God s promise
And all He has been to me.
At any time I love to see the rainbow,
But I think it by far a prettier sight,
And love to gaze at it longer
When 'tis growing nearly night.
It reminds me of something cheerful
The beautiful, beautiful rainbow;
And what a pretty sight it is
Just at night, when the sun is low.
Other subjects, than this, to write upon,
To me far easier seem,
And of this one I should not have thought,
But, for my mothers dream.
Positive Attitude Poems
Poet: Paul Laurence Dunbar
There’s a fabulous story
Full of splendor and glory,
That Arabian legends transcends;
Of the wealth without measure,
The coffers of treasure,
At the place where the rainbow ends.
Oh, many have sought it,
And all would have bought it,
With the blood we so recklessly spend;
But none has uncovered,
The gold, nor discovered
The spot at the rainbow’s end.
They have sought it in battle,
And e’en where the rattle
Of dice with man’s blasphemy blends;
But howe’er persuasive,
It still proves evasive,
This place where the rainbow ends.
I own for my pleasure,
I yearn not for treasure,
Though gold has a power it lends;
And I have a notion,
To find without motion,
The place where the rainbow ends.
The pot may hold pottage,
The place be a cottage,
That a humble contentment defends,
Only joy fills its coffer,
But spite of the scoffer,
There’s the place where the rainbow ends.
Where care shall be quiet,
And love shall run riot,
And I shall find wealth in my friends;
Then truce to the story,
Of riches and glory;
There’s the place where the rainbow ends.
Poet: Thomas Campbell
Triumphal arch that fill'st the sky,
When storms prepare to part,
I ask not proud philosophy
To teach me what thou art.
Still seem, as to my childhood's sight,
A mid-way station given
For happy spirits to alight,
Betwixt the earth and heaven.
Poet: Sarah Hale
O beautiful rainbow - all woven of light!
There's not in thy tissue one shadow of night:
Heaven surely is open when thou dost appear;
And, bending above thee, the angels draw near
And sing, - The rainbow! the rainbow!
The smile of God is here.
