No rainbows
flash colorful
and bright
in the face
of sunbeams
and rainfall
as clouds skim
above
and give peeks
at blue
that disappear
too quickly
to catch
A moment
of evening sun
and a
quite corner
away from
the world
where breath
can be pulled
in deep
and let out
slow
without anyone
invading
personal space
Sitting in the car
waiting
as I stare
at the A&W
family
on the building
across the way
and wonder
what distracted
the artist
from the
consistency
they’d begun
Raindrops fall
to hit earth
in hard splats
splashing mud
around
until everything
is wet
and covered
in earthen bits
of soil
and droplets
of rain
that patter softer
than the rest