Years of rainbows

Painting by Rearngsak Boonyavanishkul

I painted rainbows on my walls,

to hold back those years of surprise

and bewilderment when I used to slice

the hours and serve the minutes

on trays of forgetfulness.

My hands were faster than

my thoughts and I didn’t need

names or explanations to understand

why life moved in mysterious ways.

There was a miracle for each day

of the week and my dream catcher

was hung over my bed, swallowing

my bad dreams.

Now I paint rainbows on the chambers

of my heart to remember I myself

was one once.

My true colors and delicate hues

are still hidden there

 

Karla Bardanza

Copyright©Karla Bardanza 2012