A breath of
wind on the air,
Caressing canvas
and cooling sun.
Beautiful
peace, tremulous on the edge of the horizon.
That light
of total, unmarked clarity.
A young man’s
eyes, piercing blue mirrors of the sky,
Gaze upon a
beautiful nothing –
A nothing
that holds everything in its emptiness.
For one day
he shall see the clear void break.
And before
that, all that is still and rhythmic
Will change
and, in torrent and gale and thunder,
Youth will
discover itself anew,
In fear and
fascination; in sadness and serenity.
Even in that
manchild there –
Whose goal
is an undiscovered fear –
Even with
eyes fixed on the horizon,
He silently says “Don’t look back”.
©
Jack Blackburn, 2nd January 2013
Yes I like it. There really is a 'nothingness' about the sea's horizon, and serenity and clarity in fact. It's just there right in front of you, clear.
ReplyDeleteWasn't sure about 'eyes, bluer than water' though. I like the image, but not everyone has seen that blue blue water, is it that grey blue, bright summery Mediterranean blue, that dark shipwrecked blue full of depth which hides monsters?? - but hey that's just me.
I could go on, but I'd get carried away lol
DO MORE POEMS JACK!
Hope you're well :)
Thanks. Wasn't entirely happy with bluer than water when I wrote it. Have decided to tweak it.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes to you too.