Wishing some aspects of life could be washed clean.

When I view a rainbow through a dirty window pane
Its beauty is diminished by the dusty spots and stain.
It reminds me then to take a look back upon my youth
And view mistakes I made–grievious ones, to tell the truth.
                            

When I got engaged I was supposed to be true
But the landlady wore a gown I could see through.
She said her husband was drunk–would sleep for an hour.
I hoped the shame would wash  away when I took a shower.
                                   

I’d been married a week before I jumped the fence
As temptation appeared in a Mercedes Benz.
We drove till the the city lights faded from view
And my marriage vows sort of disappeared, too.
                                 

If it  were just possible to take water and soap
And scrub away misdeeds then I would have hope
That I might come away with something to gain
Seeing a rainbow through a dirty window pane.

 

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  • Toni Love on Sep 9, 2009

    I love it! This was very enjoyable, kind of my style.

  • Hugo La Rosa on Sep 9, 2009

    The poem is rich with nostalgia and the forlorn feelings of regret. However, I believe it’s an artful way to vent emotional congestions.
    Great work! Regards,

    Hugo

  • Goodselfme on Sep 9, 2009

    Good poem piece.

  • Mr Ghaz on Sep 9, 2009

    Wonderful! well done..this was beautiful and lovely poem as always..I liked it! ..Thanks for sharing Bro Ken. Keep it up.

  • Uma Shankari on Sep 9, 2009

    GREAT!! I enjoyed reading it, thoroughly. But no stain ever touches the rainbow, it strikes only the eye of the beholder. May be you should choose to view it through another glass.

  • Emma Green on Sep 9, 2009

    Nice! I really enjoyed this poem, great use of metaphor too!

  • raman13 on Sep 9, 2009

    Great Stuff

    Interesting

    Best Regards

  • Darla Cooke on Sep 9, 2009

    Very interesting poem.

  • Francy on Sep 9, 2009

    Beautifully done.
    Keep up the good work.

  • LOVELYHONEY on Sep 9, 2009

    just excellent how i wish i could be so factually truthful

  • cutedrishti8 on Sep 9, 2009

    Nice one Sir ….Great work…

  • chitragopi on Sep 9, 2009

    You have washed the dirt with the soap of truth. Great indeed.

  • Marie Antoinette on Sep 9, 2009

    Loved this one, nostalgic, regretful, but serene. A rainbow after the storm, is like a new begining.

  • Brenda Nelson on Sep 9, 2009

    remember dirty windows also hide the garbage that is out on the street.

  • Collette Edwards on Sep 9, 2009

    very good write and love the metophor of the rainbow an dirty window as the guilt of your sins. Wonderful !! LOVE IT!! :D

  • wonder on Sep 9, 2009

    Liked it very much.

  • Christine Ramsay on Sep 9, 2009

    Whose been a naughty boy then? We can never completely wash away mistakes from the past. I like the rainbow idea.

    Christine

  • Lostash on Sep 9, 2009

    Excellent, Ken! We’ve all viewed a few rainbows like yours!

  • Sheila M on Sep 9, 2009

    I think we need the mistakes to be the person we are today. This was a wonderful poem Ken!

  • Diverseblogger on Sep 9, 2009

    Very interesting!

  • Sourav on Sep 9, 2009

    Very nicely written. Enjoyed reading your poetry!

  • Lady Sunshine on Sep 9, 2009

    Don’t we all?

  • Tanya Wallace on Sep 9, 2009

    Absolutely loved it Ken!!Very cleverly weaved and the the idea was one of the best I have seen in a long, long time!What a fabulous concept and a very thought provoking one!Phenominal work,my favorite poem by you so far!
    Tan

  • PR Mace on Sep 9, 2009

    A nice poem from such a bad boy. If only soap and water could wash away all our troubles, then we could see the rainbow through the dirty window pane.

  • unown971 on Sep 9, 2009

    Great work!

  • Jenny Heart on Sep 9, 2009

    Nice writing! Like it!

  • Faith Hodge on Sep 9, 2009

    A great way to end the summer. Cleaning out the closet first! When a’las you clean the window …..Oh how clear the rainbow promises will be. Thank you for sharing.. Worth a pot of gold!!

  • DulceCorazon on Sep 9, 2009

    Very lovely and enjoyable poem to read.

  • Melody SJAL on Sep 9, 2009

    Oh, that was truly lovely, ken.

  • ducroisjosef on Sep 9, 2009

    A wise reflection, momentary blunders stay with us long after the moment is past.

  • Cynthia Bartlett on Sep 9, 2009

    Pulled a David, did you?
    looked that much too long?
    I guess some things are just not met to be
    while others simply lead to catastrophe

  • Debra. on Sep 10, 2009

    Nicely written piece!

  • Sarah Sullins on Sep 10, 2009

    beautiful, ken. I loved it.

  • Shamanz on Sep 10, 2009

    Good one Mate. Keep at it! Didn’t see any little green men with gold jingling in their pockets did you?

    Max

  • Jane Jane on Sep 10, 2009

    Great. nice use of words and I like the idea.=)

  • lillyrose on Sep 10, 2009

    I loved that, very refreshing in its own way, very easy to read and very uncomplicated for the reader even if not for the man in the poem!

  • Ruby Hawk on Sep 10, 2009

    Ken, sad but true, I’m afraid we all have to look through a dirty window pane. But just think of all the fun we had. Wasn’t it worth it?

  • Rajesh Kumar Ram on Sep 11, 2009

    water and soaps do not wash away such stains! great poem! thank you very much sir!

  • riccardof on Sep 11, 2009

    I enjoyed this poem with its rich metaphor

  • Kate Smedley on Sep 16, 2009

    This is inspired Ken, ‘..my marriage vows sort of disappeared too’ that made me chuckle!!

  • ashan1614 on Sep 17, 2009

    I like this a lot. I think most people have looked through that same window. First step to cleaning it up? Self-forgiveness.

    Great read!

  • revivor on Sep 18, 2009

    what it is to be a window cleaner!!

  • lillyrose on Sep 20, 2009

    love this, just had to read again x

  • Sonia Doreen on Sep 24, 2009

    Very creative Ken…loving it!

  • Ask Cash on Sep 25, 2009

    hmmm, it makes good reading, but i’m hoping it isn’t true? :)

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