Poem ‘Adventus’

Adventus

I wake up
and the world has changed

there’s a strange quality to the light,
lurid colours of the sky creating
anthropomorphic shapes in clouds,
warnings weaved through vapour trails
like a painting by Roerich

I hear the blackbird
he’s singing a new song,
displaced by the cunning air
in an odd synchronicity
which cavorts with my mind,
a nameless advent

a voice in my head
says to ignore the news,
make a lover of the duvet
and I resolve play Vaughan Williams
around the clock,
cry out my heart to his glorious fifth
till that sweet second
to midnight comes

poem and image © copyright dfbarker 2012

abstract image created digitally.

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24 comments

  1. adampbellotto · January 20, 2012

    The colors in that painting are absolutely beautiful.

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  2. marina kanavaki · January 20, 2012

    B e a u t i f u l poem!

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  3. marina kanavaki · January 20, 2012

    …especially:
    “and I resolve play Vaughan Williams
    around the clock,
    cry out my heart to his glorious fifth
    till that sweet second
    to midnight comes”
    again: BEAUTIFUL!

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  4. Ina · January 20, 2012

    Hi David
    That feeling of a changed world when you wake up, I can relate.
    Making a lover of the duvet 🙂 that’s funny. Birds and waking up, there is no better way to do that! And the image adds to the feeling of strangeness.
    To be brief: beautiful.

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  5. Fergiemoto · January 20, 2012

    Very moving!

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  6. magsx2 · January 20, 2012

    Hi,
    A lovely poem, and I like the painting I think it’s very striking.

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  7. granbee · January 20, 2012

    The dreamer reclining and almost wallowing in the increasing light is very clear to me in both the digitized artwork and in the poem. Makeing a lover of the duvet: perfect January morning choice! Once again, thank you for acknowledging the advent of this light, this celebration.

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  8. df barker · January 20, 2012

    Thank you so much Granbee, I appreciate it. Although I am not ‘conventionally’ religious, I do feel that something light and bright is on its way. It might be a bit a roller coaster ride but… !

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  9. Betty Hayes Albright · January 20, 2012

    David, I really love this poem – it has a cozy optimism about it that goes against “the news” of the day. As metaphor, I feel it – the coming of a new day – a new journey ahead for humanity perhaps? And as you said to Granbee – the probability of a roller coaster ride first. 🙂

    The line: “till that sweet second to midnight comes” completes the poem with a hopeful tension. Nicely done, as always – along with the painting, which is beautiful!

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  10. Victoria C. Slotto · January 21, 2012

    I enjoyed this so much. It’s late, I’m tired. My favorite line: make a lover of my duvet!!!

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  11. meiro · January 21, 2012

    Lovely poem, wonderful painting.
    Thanks for visiting my site.
    Best wishes

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  12. df barker · January 21, 2012

    Thank you!

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  13. df barker · January 21, 2012

    You are so kind – I’m grateful!

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  14. df barker · January 21, 2012

    Thank you Ina – I was just trying to express my (and others) feelings that we are on the threshold of change.

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  15. df barker · January 21, 2012

    Betty, I’m grateful to you! You are an inspiration to so many – I wish I had sustained my effort in creative pursuits more consistently, like you appear to have done. The quality of your work shines through decades.

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  16. df barker · January 21, 2012

    Thank you! Sometimes the most basic things are the best, aren’t they?

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  17. skyraftwanderer · January 22, 2012

    That be pretty great right there.

    Particularly liked the second stanza. Strong and vivid imagery.

    Great work here. Really enjoyed this.

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  18. df barker · January 22, 2012

    Thank you! Glad you liked it and I really appreciate you taking the time to look and comment.

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  19. jane tims · January 25, 2012

    Hi. I like both image and poem. I like the line ‘…displaced to the cunning air…” Jane

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  20. df barker · January 25, 2012

    Hi! Thank you for your comments, I appreciate it.

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  21. psychevida · January 25, 2012

    Such vivid living in this poem… Thank you for your generosity in sharing.

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  22. df barker · January 26, 2012

    Thank you! I appreciate your comments.

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  23. Thomas Davis · January 27, 2012

    The painting is glorious. The poem is strong too, evoking change into the music of the spirit and the soul.

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  24. dfb · January 27, 2012

    Thank you Thomas!

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