Remnants of a Rainbow
"Fragments and crumbs of life, all the little pieces." - John Ruskin 1853
Remnants of a Rainbow
Empty road
Winds the season of afternoon
Through still, anticipating, plains -
Wilderness savannahs -
Chases earth’s ever sloping curve
Lost in time
Under the capricious sun
And jealous wind whirls
Gathering a sachet -
Agate dust in fool’s gold flakes
Crumbs of twigs and freely offered leaves
Regal velvet petals
Paint brushing
Bits of autumn’s glory
On escaping cerulean fingertips
Fiery dawn’s transcendent warning light -
Cargo on cloud vessels
Sailing into skyports where anxious, trembling, raindrops
Wait
For the eternal rainmaker’s apprentice
To spin the whirls into a mystical mosaic -
Arching ribbons chasing crashing light and blazing thunder –
Awash with droplets dyed with rainbow hues
In teasing footprints – tantalizing temptation –
Just out of reach
Before the eyes of the road
Until twilight frays the edges
Disperses bits of sunbows on washed out yearning–
Cascades colors to devastated dusty emptiness
Descends on grey mists - palettes of ambivalence -
Closes doors on dreamy colorless rhapsodies –
Bleached longing -
Chasing bluebirds on remnants of wishful wings.
8-28-20
Copyright © Sam Kauffman | Year Posted 2020
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