Sunday, July 5, 2015

AN ARTFUL LIFE


Read about Rainbow Fred here.




It rains again.
Tears fall unceasing 
from that endless source
of grief that cries for all
the little rivulets of lives
flowing through different paths
eventually evaporating.  
Each winds the way it must.

As did Fred.  Not the way he planned,
but the way mystery unfolds,
in layers of inexplicable events
adding up to life ... and death.

His was about rainbows,
all colors artfully mixed in unknown formula for joy.
A formula he exposed in air -
his canvas made of freedom,
so life's colorful palate could be enlivened enough
to reveal the living rainbows that we are.

The rain will stop when the sky is ready.
Then, Fred's rainbows will hover deeply in our hearts.  
All we have to do is see them.


(Some of you may have read my poem about Rainbow Fred written close to a month ago when Fred was in hospital.  About a week later, Fred passed away.   He was a tremendous artist (created actual rainbows in the sky) and a very special person.)

(For Poets United.)

24 comments:

  1. I really like the portrait of Fred and his rainbows that you have shared here. It sounds as if he lived the life he wished to live. There could be worse things to be a person about rainbows!

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  2. A beautiful tribute, Myrna...."that endless source of grief" and "the little rivulets" are so relatable and your ending about Fred's rainbows is so touching and moving....yes, all you have to do is see them. Wow. Sending you comfort as you grieve this great artist.

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  3. The rain will stop when the sky is ready.
    Then, Fred's rainbows will hover deeply in our hearts.
    All we have to do is see them.

    It's really tragic to discover that Fred passed away. This is such a beautiful and befitting tribute to him. May his soul rest in peace. Amen.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  4. i'm sorry for your loss myrna - sounds like he's been a wonderful person who touched people with his art and through this lives on in the hearts of those who knew him... hugs...

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  5. I am sorry for your loss. And the world's loss for someone that had the magic to see the rainbows in others.

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  6. I love that he lived his life creating rainbows.....love the lines "to reveal the living rainbows that we are" and "all we have to do is see them." Beautiful Myrna. "The rain will stop when the sky is ready". Wish it would rain here!!!!!!! we need it desperately. The rainforest is turning to desert - unbelievably sad.

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  7. So sad, yet the poem is beautiful.

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  8. So sad he passed away.. I did read about him, but I think he lived his dream...

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  9. I am so sorry to learn this.
    We are the richer for having him in the world - and diminished by his departure.
    Your tribute is beautiful.
    Thank you.

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  10. i remember a scene in Mary Poppins about an artist at the park.. Sorry to hear about Fred's passing, remember him when you see rainbows

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  11. Lovely poems fort Fred, both. Sorry you have lost a friend, and the world such a sweetly playful and innovative artist.

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  12. I am sorry you lost someone that was dear to you, Myrna! You wrote a beautiful tribute to him. We can only hope some of these tears will be the receptacle of more rainbows.

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  13. Myrna - I remember reading the other poem and I am so sorry about this loss..I am sure each time you see a rainbow a part of you will think of him.

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  14. Myrna what a beautiful tribute to your friend and his rainbows...a fitting symbol for a creative soul.

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  15. The last few lines are very moving... great tribute.

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  16. I read your previous poem on Fred...so sorry to learn about his untimely demise...this is a beautiful tribute to a man who found joys for others....

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  17. Myrna,
    It is so nice to leave behind a legacy of memories, even when glinted in the sighting of a rainbow. Fred has left his goodness in your mind Myrna and that is surely special..
    Eileen

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  18. What a a beautiful remembrance for your friend -The rain will stop when the sky is ready...how very wise..long may we all find and create colour..and hope

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  19. It is sad to lose someone who just wanted to brighten the world.

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  20. The rain will stop when the sky is ready...

    That line is the best. A beautiful tribute, full of colors, like him. May he rest in peace.

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  21. You present an interesting view of life...and death. Fred was a nice person to know, and to know about...

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  22. You do a beautiful job of relaying Fred's essence to us. I am most appreciative of that... and now of Fred and the talents he shared.

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  23. This is a lovely elegy ... colorful and luminous ... much like the man, it would appear, whose life it celebrates.

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  24. Another beautiful and sensitive piece about "Rainbow Fred,"
    ZQ

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