A Rainbow Memory

When my hollow present blows The dying embers in the heart grate A fond childish Cinders glows up The frozen black memory melts past colours, A sparkle of rainbow recollections, As I walk up on our trodden pavement I saw a slash of sea between houses Thy red dress like a bright red boat Sink in golden sand, blue fishing nets Brown fort walls, green lichen beach, My soul speaks, my lips moves A frequency of meetings, a wave of hugs As I net to catch these moments Like A street urchin’s yellow fists Holding the rainbow in his tiny grasp