Poetry by CS Crowe
The Story of the Rainbow
And on the 3040815th day,
God saw that things were not going so great;
A man in south Florida loaded a pistol,
And took the bus to a gay night club.
It was happening in every city and street.
He caressed the cloud and gathered
Raindrops and sunlight into His palms
He wove them like river reeds into a vast bow
And set it in the sky each day after the rain
That all might look upon His bow of rain
And know that He loved all His children equally
In His omniscience, He did not ask Himself
How His love could ever be in question—
But it was a cloudy day, and He realized
He’d put the rainbow down in the wrong year.
Noah stepped onto the shore and wept.
Well, God told Himself, It’s only a few thousand years off.
I’m sure they won’t even notice the difference.
CS Crowe is three crows in a trench coat that gained sentience after eating a magic bean. He spends his days writing stories on a stolen laptop and trading human teeth for peanuts. A poet and storyteller from the Southeastern United States, he believes stories and poems are about the journey, not the destination, and he loves those stories that wander in the wilderness for forty years before finding their way to the promised land.
