Where the rainbow is
It isn't where the rainbow is
that matters
it's where you are
because it's your eyes that make
a rainbow
isn't it?
Hear rain rumble the glass rooftop
like scampering hooves
then stop.
Evening sunshine burns hot enough
to trigger auto-blinds. What's the angle?
Where's the rainbow stage?
Follow the shadow line of a tree
it should point the way, but
no rainbow.
Start a poem. Look one more time
there!
Chalky pastels draw an arc
then fade
