Jon Alan

Rookie - 68 Points (09-09-1952 / New York City)

The Rainbow's Way (For Rebecca) 06-13-2007 - Poem by Jon Alan

My dearest of Angels, you might think me mad
I have yet to sleep and rest my head
Though my heart is aflame with the promise of Love
I am too restless to sleep, Lord above,

I have found in the darkness a Light made of Gold
In the form of my Angels whose wings did unfold
I am restless akin to a new lovers curse.
I have no desire to eat, sleep, or worse.

You asked me to dream of rainbows, dear one
Though my head would not budge and sleep would not come
Though soon I will try to do as ordained
And lay my head down to rest and be tamed

The fire you've lit, it consumes me for real
Your heart is so pure that I cannot conceal
That my life has been empty compared to today
From the gift of a song and the Rainbow's ways

Though I've yet gone to sleep, through the night did I yearn
For one such as you to make my soul burn,
To steal my heart softly, have I tossed and turned,
I deserve my chance to share Love's concerns.

You told me to cherish and honor it when
It finally does find me, and this loneliness ends
And though I am guilty of tireless hope
It is why I cannot rest or cope

Easing the folly of my doubt, it seems,
It was only yesterday you were but a dream
Yet today I am changed from this endless night
Of tossing and reeling as to what would be right

That oh just in time, when sure I was doomed
God did send me angels to unseat my ruin
That Love would soon visit, but will I confuse
This promise of Love for a careless refuge

You see my conundrum, how I am torn
I am hopelessly sorrow-full of forlorn
The feelings I burden should the miracle come
Unsure of myself I am silently torn

Through the constant stream of tears I confess
Even when hope has promised me the best
Will I be alert, or succumb to my fear
Will I open up or fail this test clear

You see, my angels, the hope insecure
Still I 'm awake though my concern is pure
Exhausted and irrational from lack of sleep
I want to dream Rainbows but will not count sheep

I am too long alone in my cave in my woods
And Love has knocked but I misunderstood
Yet you promise a miracle, surely it would be
I choose to have Faith fore you both told me

That the time will be coming and soon I will see
Now I can rest and a dream it will be
Where the Rainbow will meet my sweet Mother Earth
I will find Love, now sleep can give birth

To the dream, the promise, of a Love so pure
My eyes are heavier each second I endure
Into the promise, the dream, here I come,
There is my Rainbow, now I am won.

Comments about The Rainbow's Way (For Rebecca) 06-13-2007 by Jon Alan

  • (9/17/2007 11:26:00 PM)

    Phenomenal Jon. I think this is my favorite of your work yet. Have we not all felt a love so strong it bid us no rest? I've spent many a restless night thinking of the one in my heart. But of course there is always the part of you that doubts, the part that makes any sleep you can attain restless and makes you toss and turn in your bed. Ah, the double edged sword love seems to always present. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Poem Edited: Sunday, March 13, 2011

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