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Petulengro's Rainbow
Contributed by
Terry_Stephen_Driscoll
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Sunday, 14th July 2002 @ 12:46:07 PM in AEST
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Against the reverent greenery, on a brow a rolling fire,
Like a rainbow on a hill towards he came.
Slow like the feet of a millers mule turned wheels of tethered spruce,
From the seat of his roaming home he called my name.
Lamps and pans swung wildly from the pillars of his coach,
I could hear the tinker’s opera in the wind.
His blades bore many edges one a carver’s flute,
Another like a loggers bow, with other's worn and thinned.
His eyes could speak of places, far and farther still,
Of lost and found horizons, of Romani tricks and thrills.
Should I cross his palm with silver? For the gypsy touched my soul,
Leaving gentle soft impressions that eased away the cold.
He chose to take the night with me, himself and horse set down.
Warming by the Queenstove I gave ear.
Beginning as I listened, entranced amidst his tones,
With tales of his family, friends and peers.
He spoke of stone, a fallen tree, of earth of open flames
Forever flowing streams, of lover’s blood.
Of soups and stews, the living land, of herbs of leaves and grass.
Of rodents caught by trap and baked in mud.
His tongue was steeped in colour as he read this Gadje’s mind,
Laying clues to destinies that only I could find.
Should I cross his palm with silver for the gypsy touched my soul
Leaving gentle soft impressions that eased away the cold.
I heard the scrape of a wheel-hob brake as the rainbow climbed the hill,
Delivering to the distance there away.
Like a fish returned to water I took a moment still,
Free of worldly weight and disarray.
He’d left no idle talisman, consulted with the cards,
Used crystal balls or runes or likes akin.
But left behind a bounty, a share of wisdoms wealth,
A choice of new directions here on in.
The journeyman was void from sight, I softly turned to thought,
Stripped of inhibition by the lessons he had taught.
As I ‘d tried to give him silver the gypsy gave me gold,
And always I’ll remember the stories he had told.
Glossary:
Gadje (Gawger) - Romany word for non Gypsy male.
Queenstove - Cast-iron portable wood burning stove used by Gypsies from the mid 19th into the early 20th century
Wheel-hob Brake - A slip shoe placed under the wheel of a horse drawn caravan deigned to prevent rolling backwards or forwards when ascending or descending a hill.
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Re: Petulengro's Rainbow
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by chatabox on
Tuesday, 16th July 2002 @ 12:58:04 AM AEST
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Remarkable tale, I loved it.....a visual delight!
You know I went on holiday in a traditional gypsy caraven many moons ago. |
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Re: Petulengro's Rainbow
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by Ramfire on
Tuesday, 16th July 2002 @ 07:42:52 AM AEST
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Hi Terry,
This poem was worth the wait. I loved the imagery. I always learn something from you about something I know nothing about.
Always,
Laurie |
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Re: Petulengro's Rainbow
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by Chrissie on
Tuesday, 16th July 2002 @ 05:27:15 PM AEST
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I've read this brilliant poem many times now but it never ceases to thrill and amaze me,Terry. It's quite something...
Lots of love
Chrissie xx |
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Re: Petulengro's Rainbow
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by Lia on
Wednesday, 17th July 2002 @ 02:23:59 PM AEST
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Wow and more Wow...Terry this is just superb..if that even gives it proper justice. You are truely an amazing poet. The glossary at the end was a great help to people like me who got to one of those words and stared at it thinking...hmmm should I guess? I can't even begin to put my words down as to how I much I liked this. Simply beautiful :)
Much love to you my friend, Lia |
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Re: Petulengro's Rainbow
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by lilsmurfy on
Friday, 19th July 2002 @ 06:57:44 AM AEST
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| so beautifully written ..wonderful write :) |
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Re: Petulengro's Rainbow
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Friday, 19th July 2002 @ 05:28:26 PM AEST
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| Absolutely magnificent. It reminds me of "THe Rime of the Ancient Mariner," except much shorter. Makes me want to write something similar. A true inspiration for poets with aspiration. Butterat Zool. |
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Re: Petulengro's Rainbow
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Friday, 19th July 2002 @ 05:34:30 PM AEST
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| Absolutely magnificent. It reminds me of "THe Rime of the Ancient Mariner," except much shorter. Makes me want to write something similar. A true inspiration for poets with aspiration. Butterat Zool. |
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Re: Petulengro's Rainbow
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by Wachumiri on
Tuesday, 8th November 2005 @ 06:42:42 AM AEST
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Briliant work! I just love the story telling way this was written, it should be read around a campfire.
Take care.
Dvaid |
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