18 March 2015

Under the Sun

weiss 27" china cymbal
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The largest cymbal in the day’s dance band,
Sun beams  love at us, proud to empower
life even when most silent and hidden.

We who dream like cats in its beams grumble
but follow them window to window,  cha-
cha-cha-ing to keep up with the spotlight.

How do we look from a distance? we ask,
but no answers come from the ensemble
busy attending to its conductor.

Does Sun lead?  Who cues the sun?  we wonder.
Performance speeds on number to number.




Written for my prompt 

Poets United Midweek Motif ~ The Sun



Copyright © 2015  S.L.Chast



21 comments:

Jae Rose said...

What a fascinating story..i picture big golden cymbals being hit together satisfyingly..always good for the spirits...

Vandana Sharma said...

The source of energy!

Sumana Roy said...

I love to imagine the sun as the largest cymbal in the day's dance band that compels us to perform...love the close...

kaykuala said...

The group will play on under the conductor's lead irrespective of whatever happens. I like that sense of purpose Susan!

Hank

humbird said...

Under the Sun...we all equal...when 'cha-
cha-cha-ing to keep up with the spotlight.'
Wonderful message!

Sanaa Rizvi said...

Poem is very unique and inspiring! Love your style.
xoxo

Unknown said...

How fun and full of energy. Who wouldnt love to cha cha under the sun!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

This is an interesting perspective - cool question, how do we look from a distance? LOVE it being "the largest cymbal in the day's dance band" !

Old Egg said...

Strangely we always think of the Sun as some sort of servant pandering to our needs whereas the opposite applies and we are beholden to its whims.

Hannah said...

What an imaginative view you've created, Susan! I enjoyed this!

Panchali said...

Wow...unique observations and captivating, imaginative writes...love the cymbal-dance. Smiles.

totomai said...

hypnotized by the sun, absorbing its energy to survive the day. we follow the sun, though sometimes we think it follows us

rallentanda said...

I like the sun represented as a crashing powerful cymbal ...Who cues the sun? That subject has been and will be hotly debated forever:)

Mary said...

I love the idea of the largest cymbal in the dance band. So very true. And when this 'cymbal' is bright it can make our day. And yes, I too wonder how we look at a distance from the sun......if the sun can see us at all with all the other objects in the sky!!

Kahkashan Khan said...

Your poem is very unique and inspiring.

Gen Giggles said...

A very unique take on the rhythm of life.

Scarlet said...

I love those questions - who cues the sun ? ~ And that description of being the largest cymbal in the day's dance band -

Thanks for the lovely prompt ~

Grace

Eileen T O'Neill ..... said...

Susan,

I love the notion of the sun as a cymbal, demanding attention with its energetic impact and shiny demeanour. Not to be outshone, or ignored!! Obviously, giving a very polished performance...Excellent ideas Susan..

Eileen

Myrna R. said...

Ah. I love your thoughts here. So unique to think of the sun as the cymbal. I love you cha-cha-chaing to stay in the spotlight - the warmth of the sun. And that conductor, she sure knows how to make music.

Truedessa said...

We who dream like cats - that is a great line..the whole poem is just wonderful..I often dream in the sunlight..

Outlawyer said...

A really inventive metaphor, well carried through--certainly makes me crave some! Thanks, Susan. k.