This is day 11 of Paul Brookes’ April poetry challenge but I posted the poem inspired by today’s images yesterday by mistake. This is yesterday’s poem, with the link to the images that inspired it.
Somewhere there are grain fields
that will never grow green,
grow gold beneath a summer sun.
Somewhere there are broken dwellings,
bars, schools that will never ring again
with laughter nor even tears.
Yet somewhere, steely safe and far,
perhaps in stories, perhaps for real,
they tell me there are still rainbows.