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IN COLOR, AT SEVEN

For our ‘colorscape’ of not just any rainbow, and but here a PoetryBow, these days modern communities and all sorts garner rainbows for flags, logos, or other usages and if you’re still not sure what I mean it may be better just not to know because those who do can tend to get up in arms by gallivanting boisterously in biased and transfigurative ways; so, if you’re still questioning what the good Lord has to do with rainbow origins (God’s account sets out about how the bow / rainbow originates within Noah’s Flood at ‘Genesis’ found by our Holy Bibles all the way in to mentions in ‘The Revelation’), let’s see how it doesn’t stop there until our ‘PoetryBow’ today and has more to do with much more than we can present in all our fanciful borrowing and strident reclamation. A reward is that Mr. Eck will share a tasteful joke each colored page (one of which is an original by C. T. Eck himself! – at Orange Fix page, by the way for your information), plus a double whammy for one of the seven for you to find, so read them all if you will.

ALL ABOUT THE DOUBLE (2!) POEMS LANDED ON “RED FIX”

Both the poems found this page are each together from the ‘Humorous Poems’ Category in the newer Book, respectively titled “Lackadaisical” and “Rainbow Limericks.” The first of these two poems found this page has been published in a local State calendar (just a few years ago) where this poet has lived for some time, and the second poem found this page is a Rainbow in an of itself, only seven-many limericks, for your pleasure and treasure.

Farewell,

 

Ecks-Port pro, c/o C. T. Eck 

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Good Joke #1 / 7:

Question – What has a face and two hands but no body?

Answer – A clock!

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1 / 2 "Lackadaisical" [poem]

by poet Eck, C. T.

One day a sunsoaked male daisy grew tall

Dropped his pick-up line blossoming

On a watered female daisy, leaving his number

The flirted-upon flower never did call

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2 / 2 "Rainbow Limericks" [poem]

by poet Eck, C. T.

RED

There once was a lover of books

The mirror held plenty of light looks

For she borrowed from the library

Never returned the tales of Canterbury

The fines incurred only the national debt overtook

ORANGE

I like to write on Saturday

Poetry comes to me bulk scattery

Not that it would batter

Because thoughts they may matter

Arriving all atatter they happen to me

YELLOW

When sweet pudding serves before meats

Remember to relish your dessert treats

Wrapped candy comes hard

Slurp milk shakes en garde

Another card in life’s feat is to greet eats

GREEN

I am thankful to God for existence

I once used to protest in resistance

My own self and my being

Hit the top of some ceiling

For reason I relinquished unfeeling by resilience

BLUE

As a student to my lesson you now pass

For when your foot fit my slipper of glass

All the beauteous poems in my heart

The reins and the horse and the cart

Make my driver start shouting “First class!”

INDIGO

I knew her as a dame

She had never told me her name

‘Twas just as she passed

It happened my last chance

Then it was I knew why she came

VIOLET

Let me count the ways I love thee

One - you are the island to my sea

Two - your countenance like the daylight

Shines just as the stars might

Three - my soul takes delight in your glee

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