The theme for this week’s JVG Radio Method poem is “Call Of The Water“.
JVG’s theme this week was “Call of the Water” and by a strange piece of luck I had been able to visit The Ian Potter Centre at Fed Square and been looking at among other things ‘Slumbering Sea’ by Tom Roberts.
It’s a painting of the area I grew up in and seemed to be the perfect inspiration for today’s poem.
Ed Bates provided the guitar backing, have a listen to how it went below…
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A response to ‘Slumbering Sea’ by Tom Roberts
I know this place; this very spot; this sea, this sky, this earth
The landscape of my youth eighty years prior to my birth
My future, melded with the paint before my seed was cast
My world bounded by the frame; a past, within a past
Where love’s first sun shone restless, ousting childhood’s final fling
Where summer ruled unchallenged, immune to winter’s sting
Where wings were stretched on fickle winds as fledglings slipped the cage
Where seas lay calm, swayed by tide, till roused to factious rage
Where currents lured the reckless and the timid found no place
Where weathered cliffs shed crumbling skin from an ever changing face
Where tragedy and joy stalked within each other’s view
Where ochre stained and chalk begrimed, to pay the pilgrim’s due
I know this place; the tangled scrub, the dusty cliff top tracks
The tiny, dogged flowers that cling to life amongst the cracks
A painting in a gallery; a carefree, tranquil scene
I marvel at the painter’s hand, and as much, what lies between
For buried in this canvas, unseen, the sirens coax
How many lives and stories dwell, veiled within the strokes?
© Copyright 2020 Ian Bland
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