A Midday Sun
We have had weeks of blue skies and summer sunshine down here in Geelong, and there’s lots more to come they say. I thought I’d re-post this poem of mine from January two years ago, and for you northern hemisphere readers, maybe it’ll warm you up a bit.
A Midday Sun
Have you ever looked up at a Midday Sun
Shining through the weeping forest canopies
A golden glowing furnace, that’s larger than life
Glaring down, from there above
Have you ever flown up to touch the Midday Sun
Travelling through that deep blue sky and beyond
A vortex of colour, reflections of rainbows
Cascading down, from there above
Have you ever been blinded by the Midday Sun
By that purity of brilliant white
Forcing your singed eyelids to shut tight
The Corona’s fiery circles intensely bright
An Angels alluring halo of silvery light
Enchanting to your mesmerised sight
Encapsulating a lovers first flight
And burning your heart’s delights
Ivor, a really lovely poem and reflection on a great song. I love HAIM! Can picture a walk in the woods after a rain, the damp peat smells of the earth seeping up into the atmosphere. Love it. – S Francis.
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Thank you Francis, but sadly just after I post this poem, our sun was covered by the bushfire’s smoke clouds…. and yes M83 are a great group….
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Thank you for your warm and sunshiny poem, Ivor! I love M83 and your video.
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Thank you Eugenia, but sadly just after I posted this poem, the thick smoke clouds drifted over Geelong..and fires are 300 miles away !!
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That’s unfortunate, Ivor! Stay safe! 😉
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