A Non-Syncopated Sonnet
Oh gosh, I’ve just noticed it’s National Poetry Day, so I’d better post something. I gather the theme is Stars, which isn’t quite the topic here, but I’m not far off. It’s about the sky and various items – animate and inanimate – to be encountered there.
The situation is we were flying out to Tenerife (um, when was it? er, Tuesday last week, the 25th September). Anyway, it was a night flight, and there wasn’t a lot visible from the window, so the choice was to watch the film (Men In Black 3), read (getting tired) or write something.
The angels up at thirty thousand feet
Have sometimes noticed humans passing by
In metal tubes that cruise along the sky,
And wondered if perhaps they ought to greet
Those bored distracted people as a treat
And help them prize each moment spent on high,
Perhaps approach each window with an eye
To wink and smile and share out bliss complete.
But when one time they came along and beamed,
Each human gave at first a frozen smirk
Then all together up they leapt and screamed
Which gave the aircraft such a solid jerk
The angels fled, concluding that it seemed
Perhaps assisting humans doesn’t work.
25th Sept 2012
Mechanic’s Corner: I decided not to syncopate the sonnet this time because it’s not an enthusiastic gusto-type poem. It’s more of a think-and-smile affair, so the standard iambic rhythm ought to fit better (di-dum di-dum di-dum).
By the way, the light show on the way back from Tenerife (late flight on Tuesday/ Wednesday 2nd/3rd) was just brill. I snaffled the window seat as we were going up the Irish Sea so could see the lights of Ireland in the distance, with a mixture of moonlit waves and puffball clouds between, then the Welsh coast twinkled into view. But the best bit was over the Liverpool/Manchester conurbation – wow, what a myriad of multitudinous lights. Personally, if I were an angel I’d knock off my angeling work early and have a hover over the Lancashire illuminations. Just amazing!
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