Only A Photograph Could Hold The Moment Poem by Gert Strydom

Only a photograph could hold the moment
with the rainbow appearing at the harbour
falling over the jetty
as a iridescent brilliant thing

while in the background
yachts, motor liners and cruisers
were drifting on high tide
right next to the pier

and you were smiling
while some gulls hang screeching
and the clouds were opening
to a dull blue sky
and we could be forever here
with the smell of the sea around us.