How Do Rainbows Fall, exactly?

(In Memory of the Afzaal Family in London, Ontario)

When we contemplate 
the felling of rainbows

how they balloon
above boulevards

collapse in tragic layers

we fade 
to Kristellnacht by the traffic lights

a cut scene
where colorful victims

bleed out
thin bands of mayday

from their broken window spirits

and we remember
how we thought we all bled.

We forget
about the ghouls
that shrink
while others
levitate

wearing cloaks
that aren't even a real colour.

Rhonda Melanson is a poet and teacher living in Sarnia, Ontario.  She has been published in many online and print journals. She co-edits a literary blog Uproar.

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