by Neil Chatterton

Spring days bring sunshine
Your beauty beholden
Only to you.
Stares follow
Some open mouthed
Some puzzled
Some tight lipped
Yet all are touched.

You set fire to emotions
Those who seek expectations
Set by,
Rarely met
As their lives
Remain unchanged
Where mediocrity
Is heralded.

©Neil Chatterton 2011

6 thoughts on “Seasons by Neil Chatterton

  1. Neil this is so evocative I have to turn any background music off as I am fascinated with the image and the words which present a powerful piece of work with many poignant feelings lurking behind the blinds just as the shadowed images are; I think the image and words were made for each other.  I am reminded of Shakespeare’s sonnet about the seasons of a man’s life reflecting the passage of time in the year; “That Time of Year Thou Mayst in me Behold” is actually set in the late fall of a man’s life as the “yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang” symbolizing a loss of hair which, for Shakespeare, is the first sign of encroaching age.    And, as in the sonnet, “In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie”  the character in the poem “sets fire to all emotions” without caring as this is the springtime of the year thus heedless youth has no thoughts of fall or winter.  The image leaves a sadness along with the poem as surely the old axiom that “youth is wasted on the young” creates a refrain as all our dreams of grandeur turn into mediocrity and half-forgotten hopes still carried in the heedless breast of youth.  Powerful and nostalgic; I really enjoy the flowing pain and beauty of this poem, Neil.  Thank you for sharing.

  2. Portia Burton

    wonderful! It is like a dulcet  brook running amongst cold rocks! I am more impressed by the accompanying picture which speaks volumes and is so apt for this poem!

  3. Well Done Neil. The juxtaposition  between the subject and the masses that live in mediocrity is powerful, and all too true. Sometimes people won’t change, and yet don’t understand those who will make change happen. It flows beautifully.

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