Photo By Jools Thatcher

Photo By Jools Thatcher

The theme for this week’s JVG Radio Method poem is “Light Winds”.

First week back in the studio for weeks, all feels rather comfortable. Decide to to do prose this week, it works well I think

Ed Bates is once again on guitar duties this week (always a pleasure)

Play this poem directly in your browser! Just click the “play” button below:
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Also have a listen to my album “Drifter


Light Winds

Most days
He would sit at the end of the pier, facing west
And await the afternoon sea breeze
The old man in the royal blue beret
Face lined and leathered
Eyes, soft and welcoming
Inviting conversation but not begging company

He would study the sky, the water, the wind
As carefully as a cleric studies the scriptures
As merciful and vengeful as any God

“The sea is the canvas
The sun, the palette
But the wind is the artist”

He would gaze upwards, immersed in the clouds
“Memories” he called them
No two the same
The imaginings of a child and experience of age
Rarely do they survive to know each another

Children, greeted with tales of shipwrecks and mountainous seas

Tales of close calls in far ports
Once exotic,
Now, to be had on a whim and a business class seat

Tales of murderous weather and perilous crossings
Adventures too slow and wearing
To compete with avatars and virtual worlds

While parents, masked their suspicions with polite smiles, crippled by their generation’s mantra that all strangers harbour a sinister agenda

The funny old man in the dark blue beret

Then, he was gone
Few noticed, fewer cared

As always
The gulls soared
The clouds drifted
The waves rolled
And the breeze freshened in the afternoon

“The sea is the canvas
The sun, the palette
But the wind is the artist”

© Copyright 2010 Ian Bland

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