Air Display

Air Display

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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(Brixham at night, is my delight. I just sit at the window and stare)

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Before the heartbeat of new dawn
creeps through the coverlet of night,
white winged commotion breaks the dark
with Brixham gulls in shrieking flight.
From Sea Tang's third floor bird's eye view,
they dive bomb, swoop and loop de loop.
And yet dreams on old Golden Hind
within her harbour's high tide bed
where empty, silent streets look on
lit bright by amber lamps of light.

© 2019 Chris Shaw


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i picture the whole town in a deep sleep...and the speaker alone...looking out her window seeing the display...and thinking how lucky she is to be up and enjoying the peace and dive bombing...much like Zeros dive bombing...only these are playful and beautiful.
j.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Thank you Jacob. You saw it how it was. I'm often awake at night on holiday while everyone else slee.. read more



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vivid and vibrant imagery here
i really enjoyed the metre and rhythm of the piece as well
it had a steady movement to it
which kept pulling me on to the next line
ambient descriptions of that lamp lit night
a pure moment of presence
captured here in your words
exquisite

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Many thanks Saoirse for your very generous review.

Chris
Oh , if only you could paint this image on canvas as well as words ... simply lovely.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

I wouldn't make a very good job of it Stella, but our Beth would. Studying A level art and she's tal.. read more
Stella Armour

5 Years Ago

i presume your granddaughter ... good for her !
Having watched such scenes myself I can feel this one and your lovely description in flowing poetry makes it so.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Many thanks John, pleased you enjoyed the read.

Chris
Sounds like broken dreams, Chris don't worry, they do come back, and gulls will die die die, I have a couple of them nesting in my chimney, the joy, the noise, lol

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Gulls in the chimney? Not much sleep for you gram at night :) Thank you for checking in.

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i picture the whole town in a deep sleep...and the speaker alone...looking out her window seeing the display...and thinking how lucky she is to be up and enjoying the peace and dive bombing...much like Zeros dive bombing...only these are playful and beautiful.
j.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Thank you Jacob. You saw it how it was. I'm often awake at night on holiday while everyone else slee.. read more

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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..

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