Wednesday 7 March 2018

Norway Poems: Light Play

Light Play
In a world of little awe
The night sky and all its works
Can be overlooked. Background
Mostly, but massed stars amaze
And shrink us. Then we wonder
About higher things.

On a clear arctic evening
There are few stars but a wave
Of smoky white arching the sky,
Subtly, slowly changing shape
Changing colour, turning green
It grows, fades, begins again
With new streaks, intensities.
Always moving from lines to mass
Until the time is right, then,
The light dances, flickers, moves
Bouncing the emerald specks
This way, over there, here, playing,
But then the timing alters,
Whiter tones re emerge and
The Beholder breathes once more.

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