Against A Navy Sky
A Lantern Light Poem

Place me again in the backseat, which lilted like a song;
Through squinted lashes, nothing, those nights, was wrong.
Face me, nine or ten, towards a blinking stoplight, near,
who is set calm against a navy sky;
whose glow turns cruciform - set on high -
who forms for me a kind of lantern in my eye.
Oh, old lantern in my young eye, find me here.
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Place me again in the backseat, which hummed away night's fear;
through a breath-fogged windshield, nothing, this eve, is clear.
Bring me, now as then, towards a blinking stoplight, nigh,
who is set calm amidst a neon throng;
whose color lasts a night - a life - long;
who finds me again in my mind's eye, strong.
Oh, find me again, kind lantern in my eye!
About the Creator
Gabriel Huizenga
Twas for love of words that I first joined this site:
Poetry, especially, and dear short stories too;
For to live one's best is to read, and to write!
So find me in words here, and I'll find you 💙
Thanks for stopping by! :)
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Comments (9)
Fantastic piece and congratulations on your honourable mention here. Stunning work.
Wooohooooo congratulations on your honourable mention! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
congrats!
Congratulations!
You just took us on a road trip--towards a well-deserved win!! Beautiful, Gabriel. The repetition gives the poem a feeling of yearning for lost time.
Lovely rhythm, and I just love that first line and how you brought us back to that moment
I love the heartening back to youth and the simple pleasures of a night drive. The gentle rhythm and the repetition in the last two lines reminded me of Frost’s poetry. Absolutely gorgeous, Gabriel. Good luck on the challenge!
I like the rhythm of this poem. Took me back to my own childhood trips in the back seat.
I felt like this was a trip back into childhood, and a time when things were more simple and clarity was never muddied by experience.