Room With A View

sunrise stretches a broad canvas

visible through pristine plate glass

doors that slide open on to a top

floor balcony

slate grey brooding sky mountains

form continents with islands

blending with smooth set apricot

splashes

to form perfect cloud harbours

without a single sail boat in sight

of early morning stillness in half

baked autumn light

a flash of thickened mango crush

adds a tincture of deeper hue

in a sky absent of an ounce of

ocean blue

a hint of gun metal shows two

dolphins taking a leap in imaginary

waters, leaping for joy like children

with a favourite toy

while reality puts seagulls in flight

centre stage in my living art,

entering this frame and departing

in fleeting moments

Reviews

[Ken Simm.]

I consider myself extremly blessed that I can see these views from each of my windows. but I couldn't write about them so well. I find this a very moving and musical piece.
PS I realise that this is not Scotland you describe. And I love your descriptions of colour.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you so much Ken. This is Brixham in Devon. I find the light there so uplifting and the cloud movement a source of inspiration. Thank you for stopping by with your encouraging comments.

Chris

[Relic]

I think there are times when writers see things in their own minds and forget there's an audience reading that wants to see what the writer sees. In this case, you show the audience spendidly. You describe the colors as if a blind person were next to you with a desire to know what you see. Great writing here, Chris.

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks Tim for checking in. Good to see you. It's been a while. Hope all is OK with you and you are keeping well. All the best.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... a pleasure to read your Gallery of poetry.
Fascinating that we share the same Earth and Moon as well as Sun.
The Sky is often painted in Colors and Images that bring Dreams to mind.
There are always signs of rain or a storm... at times there are no clouds...
and then other times Grey storm clouds loom with streaks of lightening and
thunder rolls across the sky. Autumn skies with sunshine and falling leaves of
mellow Wine. Your poetry is full of imagination for young and older folks.
Be blessed. gently, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

I love your thoughts Pat. Yes, we may be thousands of miles apart and yet we share the same sun, moon and stars. What a lovely thought that is. Yes the sky is a wonderful mood canvas. Your reviews are so poetic. They are always a gift.

Chris

[no tell writer]

This is a beautiful write,
I can see a sun coming up or setting over a lake somewhere,
very nicely written and such lovely imagery

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks Katzie fir your review. Pleased you stopped by. All the best.

Chris

[Kathy Mc Cathy]

It's a wonderful painting you have painted for us readers , I am absolutely left speechless by the words you use . Lovely poem Chris !
Love Kathy

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for stopping by Kathy and leaving your thoughts. You are appreciated.

Chris

[Einstein Noodle]

such a moving read for me .. opening line and verse put my feet directly in front of that .. stretched canvas sunrise .. the apricot and mango tastings deliciously placed says i! you created such a beautiful moment entirely out of clouds and darkened sky .. the top floor balcony for me is way up there .. a 20th floor view .. love it! well done! thanks for sharing Chris!
E.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Mr E. This poem was written a year ago while holidaying in Brixham. This Friday we are all going back there for a week. I am tired so I am really looking forward to the break. I love the skyline round the coastline. Often so much movement in the cloud formations. They form wonderful pictures those clouds. Hope you are keeping well my friend. Take care. Are you having a colourful autumn?

Chris

[Einstein Noodle]

the sumac, flowering pear and the few red maples are turning slowly. the forests here are mainly red and white oak and pine .. surprisingly the "splashes" are like the little dabs of contrasting color artists use to add extra interest to a scene .. the oaks are mostly brown .. how about your guys?

[Chris Shaw]

We are still very green. So much rain in the summer. The oaks are the first to turn. Just a smattering of bronze. Very little leaf fall yet :)

[Einstein Noodle]

yes .. we are still quite green still .. i didn't mean to say the oaks had turned yet .. they are starting to fall tho. ;)

[Betty Hermelee]

To catch a glimpse of “ heaven” and your lush imagery is worth everything, even if it disappears in an instant ; if is lucky enough paint this spectacular scene, what an amazing keepsake. the colors are delicious. Lovely Chris.
Best
B.

[Chris Shaw]

A holiday poem Betty. Thank you so much for your visit and your encouraging review. All the best from across the waves.

Chris

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome Chris, take care , across the waves!
Best, B

[Dylan Macadham]

"my living art." ...a perfect description of your writings.
And this, another feast for the senses, always in motion, sprinkled with gems, your "sky mountains & cloud harbors & half baked autumn light."
Those Glass Doors of yours! If you ever move take them with you :)

[Chris Shaw]

This was written while on holiday. I am going back there at the end of the week. Thank you for this encouraging review.

Chris

[Dave]

Chris -you've taken me to a magnificent vista. I can see the scenes as though portrayed on a giant screen t.v. All the glorious colors and even the sounds are easy to come by. I really enjoyed this - thank you.

Take care - Dave

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Dave. Really appreciate your review. Take care.

Chris

[lightsong]

You are truly a painter and a magnificent one! this is so serene, so calming and so dreamy, like a soft breeze on the morning, the last verse says what I was feeling, a beautiful fleeting moments filled with tranquility and peace. Wonderful dear Chris.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear lightsong, you always leave such warm and encouraging reviews. You are a gem and much appreciated. Thank you akwats.

Chris

[red93]

Excellent Word Pictures Chris, stretching our imaginations and inviting readers to respond with their own perceptions. Autumn seems to be a favourite time of yours, with its bittersweet nuances, and dual senses of hope and incipient loss.
Shades of the great Romantic Poets and most interestingly I think David Hockney in his younger days.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Tony for your encouraging review. Smiled at thoughts of romantic poets and David Hockney coming across in the same poem. Have a lovely day and know how much you are appreciated.

Chris