A Rainbow Gift

          There is always something interesting when one visits Robyn Hood Black’s blog, Read, Write, Howl.  Today is no exception, because she is hosting Poetry Friday!  Come join us to read some beautiful words.  Thanks to Robyn for hosting, and don’t forget to check out her new blog, Artsy Letters, all about creativity and sometimes talking about her new Etsy shop.  Beautiful things can be seen there!

Looks like night, but it was about noon.

         There is such allure about rainbows.  We wish upon them, we write songs about them, we use them to study weather, and we hope someday to find a pot of gold, and perhaps  meet a leprechaun, because we’ve finally made it to Ireland.  Today’s post is about the phenomenon I saw yesterday. Luckily I could take a photo quickly.  I found one possible explanation for what I observed yesterday (in my photo above).  It is called a “firecloud”.  According to a news report here, “They're given the colloquial name of "fire rainbows" and they are due to high, wispy clouds that are made of tiny ice crystals, and if the cloud is at the right angle to the sun, the crystals will refract the sunlight (much like a prism) into the colors of the rainbow. 
I was enthralled, and had to write a poem about this phenomenon.

Opposites Inside

Thanks to Diane Mayr at Random Noodling for being our host today for Poetry Friday.  The round-up is there if you want to join us.  Diane says "Yee ha!"  So come on over.

          And also thanks to Tricia at The Miss Rumphius Effect for her Monday poetry lessons, suggesting a new challenge for writing each Monday.  On this day, she wrote about the structure of a trimeric, which I tried.  I have written about our drought here in Colorado and across the US several times this summer, so again I did, using Tricia's idea.  Then, two nights ago, it rained, starting in the middle of the night, lasting until about lunch time. Heaven in a raindrop!  For today's sharing, I offer my wet and dry trimerics.

Reflection - Dejection

Violet at Violet Nesdoly/Poems is our wonderful host for Poetry Friday today.  Friday postings are something I always look forward to, and I'm sure you readers will love reading the exquisite postings of those who join up.  Thank you Violet!

    My poem today is my own, written in response to the terrible drought and heat we've had this summer, in Colorado and across the nation.  When I visited my brother in mid-Missouri, I was shocked at the look of his property with so little moisture.  People don't always have the facility to irrigate, especially when their usual weather is plentiful rain, like in Missouri.  I am saddened by the plight of those who depend on moisture; the recent news about our nationwide drought is both sad and frightening for the future.  Here is a reflection: