Okay, so I’ve been having some bad back pain. I was prescribed some halfway potent pain killers. And..well they’ve had some interesting side-effects.. one-of making me feel like I am barely here and having some very–umm..creative thoughts. So, what is a writer to do with these-weird feelings? Of course.. write something! So I came up with a fun poem called, “Chasing Rainbows”……
Chasing Rainbows While Stuck on Narcotics (Prescription of course!)
Chasing after rainbows,
I spotted a little elf
who was looking for silver…
I asked him if he knew where the pot of gold was,
but he told me it had went down in value…
My mind couldn’t comprehend why he would be
at the end of the rainbow,
when gold wasn’t his goal.
Perhaps silver is the next big thing?
Under the rainbow, I saw another world.
A world with lime green pink trees,
and grass as blue as the sky…
Or maybe the sky was down on the ground?
and I was standing on the clouds…
My mind couldn’t comprehend how I got
to this rainbow land on my search for gold…
But now, an elf told me,
that i would be better off with silver.
And for some reason,
a song of silver and gold rang in my ears.
Stuck in rainbow land,
where the clouds were a fluffy purple,
and the sunshine splashed my face, literally,
I tried to comprehend the battle of silver and gold.
But was that the truth I needed to focus on?
Or was it that I needed to find the end of the rainbow?
I looked above to the stars for my answers…
Their flashes of light,
streaked across the dark nighttime sky…
Little bulbs of brightness,
all glimmering to the same tune.
Could they answer the questions
that lay heavy on my mind?
Twas it gold or silver…
or was there another truth to find?
-Ariana Cherry 2015