Turbulence.
Shallow drapes of soft-lit cirrus
billowed and barred like wind in silk hems
vertically swaying.
Glimpses of cracks in blackness
grew into Gods dancing at whim with satin
streamers waving.
The greenish-white curves
in pre-dawn sky were at once unnerving
and yet exciting.
Northern Lights in a modest
display made the heart leap when lit darts
queue to start colliding.
Firmament turbulence produces
flourescence which leaves viewers gasping
with plans to come back
again and again
and
again.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: What a thrill it must be to visit places where the night sky dances with colour. Hope you enjoy my version of aurora.
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Comments6
this is so good.. it lit up my day...
I went to Iceland specifically to tick the aurora borealis off my bucket list... missed them by about ten minutes...
What a sad disappointment to have gone all that way and missed the show by minutes - - so glad my few words brought at least a bit of light to your day Nev. - - we can dream though eh -- as I did when I wrote it........x
Fay you certainly lit up the page with this write. Beautiful.
How kind of you to say so my friend - thank you so much for this lovely comment on my few words.
Good write Fay. I too went to Iceland, but didn't get the right end of the stick. They said 'We have no aurora here; it's a supermarket!' Doh!
You were in a fix then my friend.......... so pleased you enjoyed the read about the glorious aurora.
Your imaginative write has been my desire for a long time. Your title is though extremely apt, as what makes our heart leap, is a sinister dance of turbulent particles.
Wonderful image and words in accompaniment.
Yes I agree Suresh - the dance so fervent and wild must surely make all hearts race who are there to view the sinister scene. I too should love to view this colourful performance yet once would hardly be enough.
Fills the page with joy - super write Fay.
You chose a right word to describe the experience of seeing the sky dance with vibration - - - what a sight the aurora must be to those able to watch it's performance........ thanks Michael for your lovely comment.
Wonderful write Fay, you took me there and I saw that wondrous sight. Thank you.
Andy
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