A Solstice Kiss!
It doesn’t matter where you are in the world –
heliocentric sense of time
Orbits us through seasons-
Somewhere in the north….
..the land moves on in summer
Under a splendid radiance all day long
Helio dips for its verve at last
-filling the late sinister twilight
A solstice kiss- I call it
What a treat-my, oh my!
Incredible White Nights
I stood with the tourists over the Baltic
Watching the hesitant glow of amber
Tossing and thinning in the brink of sunset
It was midnight or so!
....just before a grand finale
Stars rose from trance...
The exhausted sun
....slipped and merged into the silhouette
Latching the eerie whispers of the subaqueous
Ah, the symphony of the night
Draped the stage with night...
...the rustle and the murmurs
all blotted to a hush.
I live now, for what I saw…
The dreamy nights are all gone now
although the memory
of the blooming of ‘white-nights’
full of the agnostic dreams
turns on the realism.
The midnight sun is of course a nice experience, and can be seen anywhere in north europe, in (or Nordic) summer. While heading along Norway's coastline, we were blessed with bright, blue skies at midnight (one could read outdoor at midnight!). It was a little eerie, but I was enchanted...
Written for Susan's prompt : http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.in/2015/06/poets-united-midweek-motif-entering.html