Cloudshapes day 7

I’m afraid it’s just that time of year. This is in response to Gaynor Kane’s rainbow photo. You can see all three photos on Paul Brookes’ blog here.

Another anniversary

I can never stand beneath
a grey November sky,
where a rainbow’s arc joins here to there,

never watch those receding clouds,
grey, still full of rain, beyond the gleam
that fades before I find the gold,

never look to see a running dog,
paws treading prisms, scattering light,
young again, who was old,

because no matter what they say
and what the heart believes,
I know, he won’t be there.