Rainbow curves across the sky
after the rain has fallen,
petals glint of diamond jewels
after the dew has callin’,
a painter strokes his brush
like a moving finger across the canvas.
A writer with pen poised
near a sinking sun.
A girl on horseback
silhouetted on a purple hill.
A shrieking call for morning’s bid,
side by side we sleep
lost in dreams of tomorrow.


7 October 1980

David Harris

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/early-works-the-sunshine-girl/