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A Poem by Chris Shaw
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(one from the archives and written after viewing a travel photograph)

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A path divides a cemetery,
an avenue scraped clear of snow
lies silent in mid-winter's grip.

Black marble headstones icing-topped
are lonesome in the valley's dip
and silhouettes of naked trees
show slender as their limbs stretch high.
On guard and set to pluck each star,
a sparkler in the dark night sky.

Though all of this, a poet's bliss,
to stand and stare, drink in this sight,
the Northern Lights with turquoise hues,
roll through the heavens. Cobalt blues
and silken sheen of emerald greens
are riches calling to be seen.

A promise made before I die,
I'll see this vision in the sky.

© 2019 Chris Shaw


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...and so it appears you have..lol. Or how else could such beauty be written. I love your poets eye, especially when it comes to nature and wonder. Well I probably would like both of your eyes, but having not met, I will just stick with the poets eye that is always prominently on display. Love this!

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2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Hi Crowley, seen previously in pics and on video, but it has to be seen in the flesh so to speak. T.. read more



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I've not seen the northern lights, except on film. It is something everyone must long to see, I would guess. I've read many descriptions of the aurora, but never as vivid as yours in this poem. I love that you include more colors . . . most descriptions only mention a single greenish hue. I love how your poem starts in the graveyard, as if one might be finally checking this off the wish list after the tombstone was lowered (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

I have seen video footage of the Northern lights and been totally mesmerised by their outstanding be.. read more
How long ago did you write this? Just curious its fun to witness the evolution of a poets voice. I enjoyed this and the third stanza is my favorite no the second stanza oh nevermind I like the whole thing but these lines...
and silhouettes of naked trees
show slender as their limbs stretch high.
On guard and set to pluck each star,
a sparkler in the dark night sky.

they are delicious:)

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Thanks you Bunny. This one was written about five years ago. Pleased you enjoyed the read and I than.. read more
...and so it appears you have..lol. Or how else could such beauty be written. I love your poets eye, especially when it comes to nature and wonder. Well I probably would like both of your eyes, but having not met, I will just stick with the poets eye that is always prominently on display. Love this!

Posted 5 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Hi Crowley, seen previously in pics and on video, but it has to be seen in the flesh so to speak. T.. read more
Very beautiful poem. I liked the poem and how it can be easily imaganed,

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Thank you JungLee for your review. Much appreciated.

Chris
'A promise made before I die,
I'll see this vision in the sky.'

This is a wonderful poem on the truth of the human condition.
I love the picturesque imagery.

Well done!!

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Thank you BlackPrince for your appreciation and encouragement.

Chris
Wonderful write expressed very well ;-]

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Thank you Weeping willow for your visit. Most appreciated.

Chris
I could practically see the colours dancing in the sky.
Beautiful.

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Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Many thanks Edie Blue Starfish. Happy that you visited.

Chris
So beautiful. I could envision myriad of colurs creating an almost magical place, where evrything should talk of death instead. Perhaps death is just the beginning of something beautiful and you could sense it, in that precious moment you describe.

Posted 5 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

There was such a sharp contrast between the black and white stillness of the cemetery and the sky al.. read more
Shandra Sun

5 Years Ago

You know what they say: the beauty is in the eyes of the observer. And it is. You saw it because the.. read more
Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Thank you. That is a lovely thing to say :)
I hope to see those Northern lights at some stage. So many places to see, so many things to do. We are booked up till spring next year. A lovely rhyming piece giving us a view of the scene you were looking at Chris.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

5 Years Ago

Yes John, I have seen many videos of the Northern lights and marvel at their splendour. A definite f.. read more

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