Northern Lights

For Emma's Competition

 

 

NORTHERN LIGHTS

 

Standing by the sea loch;

 

   Ice crystals form

      On silver sand,

          Silver on silver;

Magnetic  sheets

    Clothe the polar sky-bed

             Of stars.

 

Pines stand,

                 Everblacks

                                  In silhouette against

swirling

            whirling

                       tarantella-twirling

                                     Stardust swathes.

 

Blackness

   Envelops the all-too-brief

          Flux field of heaven.

Eyes attune

      To newly lost Arctic light-song

           That played upon excited sky-ions

                        And is no more.

 

John L Berry,   10 November 2008

Reviews

[emmajoy]

One word:

BEAUTIFUL!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This was delicious, the arora borealis...how lovely and ethereal a topic, wonderfully woven in this fine fabric of a poem.

[Emily Elizabeth]

This sounds strange, but this poem reminds me of happiness. It's fleeting and beautiful, and celestial, but at the same time it can disappear into complete and utter blackness. I loved the flow and the structure of this poem, its unique but fitting for the subject matter. A really stunning poem.