And from the poems archive ...

the captured rainbow

from Aotearoa's milky tide
comes peculiar iridescent life,
perhaps a testament, an atlas,
or a sparkling purse of time

a rainbow's captured in there,
a sunburnt lad screams out,
thinking of his favourite gran,
unsteady on seaweed paths

they feel warm on his chest
can the colours mark the skin?
paua shell, says a dusty book,
Haliotis Iris, species of abalone

this rainbow, caught off Raglan,
where surfers play with seagulls,
is ready to glow even further,
in a fine anniversary necklace


© Copyright, 2006. Seamus Kearney.