Catching Rainbows

Where do rainbows end
and is there really treasure there?
Trout can be elusive animals.
Like liquid
they can slip through your grasp
so that all you can see in the river
is an after-glow
a spectral image
of what might or might not
have been there.
Chasing rainbows
is what we call it
and as rainbow chasers
we should know.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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