Solstice
By Philip Sidney
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The sun has stretched the day as far as it can
and another year has passed,
we must roll down the hill toward dark night,
colour flashing on each rotation
blue, gold, green,
press your face into the scented cool of grass
turn, look up and wonder at what lies
beyond that opaque screen,
the ancient rock tumbling through infinity
in a place you do not exist,
cannot be thought of,
but you are here
so touch the earth, feel
air, colour, warmth
with each revolution
momentum
spinning us closer
to austere
certainty.
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very nice interpretation of
very nice interpretation of the IP - well done!
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The sun has stretched the day
The sun has stretched the day as far as it can and another year has passed, – liked that. Much to think about in the rest. The future can be rich, but may need personally to go through austerity first. Rhiannon
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Elegant assessment of
Elegant assessment of everything, succinct yet moving, wonderful wording Ray
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Hi Helen
Hi Helen
What a beautiful poem. I love the idea of the world rolling along with the various colours changing and merging together. You make the future seem so positive.
Jean
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Beautiful. Made me feel all
Beautiful. Made me feel all warm inside - like a child doing a roly-poly down a hill :)
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"we must roll down the hill
"we must roll down the hill toward dark night,"...
true, but kinda sad...
delightful poem!
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Great first statement and
Great first statement and lovely, sparing, poem.
Parson Thru
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Ooops... almost missed this
Ooops... almost missed this one in the colours of my spin closer to austere certainty. Worth every cherry I believe. As always with your works, I enjoyed the pleasure of the read.
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We are, we are
We are, we are
spinning closer to austere certainty. I love the sentiment and fine crafting of this piece, with its subtle rhyme pattern and its vortex shape. One I'll read and think about over and over.
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I felt like you were tripping
I felt like you were tripping through time with this poem. The Soltice and what lies ahead is a real mystery, taking the reader through a kalidascope of poetic words.
Very much enjoyed reading.
Jenny.
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