I’m currently working to complete my first novel – whether it is ever published or not is another story, but I want to prove to myself that I can do it! As part of getting my head in the game, I’m reading a lot – especially short texts and poetry – and I want to share some of my cool finds with you here.
A teenage sky at Yallingup, W.A. (personal photo)
Teenage Sky – Rona Adshead
There is a teenage sky this morning,
Budding from a hesitant horizon
Daubed with lipstick streaks of sunrise
And awkwardly draping the nubile hills
With tangled scarves of mist
Youthful day begins, unsure of its shape;
But confidence comes with stronger light
The sky pulls on its sturdy denim blue
Causing an anorexic crescent moon
To waste away in unseen pallor
Suddenly a defiant shower
Trips over its own sulky pout
Then, just as quickly, the sun
Begins to poke holes in the pockets
Of the still quietly weeping clouds.
Oh, teenage sky, made of mood and moment,
Take this as the morning of your life
Which is a beginning – not finality:
Strength of the noon hour is yet to be
When you will glow in your fulfilment.
I work with teenagers regularly and I think that’s what draws me to this poem. The start of a day in New Zealand, often tempestuous but full of promise, is very much a metaphor for the adolescent experience and vice versa. Beautiful words.