Eye of the Storm

Capturing a pause in time on life's midway.. (Form: Free Verse) A Shadows and Light Entry

Eye of the Storm


[Start]
I am struck by the image:
the street is a midway
in the carnival of life.
Setting my sails
against the joyful tides,
I pilot between the eddies of people
amidst a storm of raucous noise.
I revel in the thunderous laughter
and squeals of delight
as the night sky pales
before gaudy neon lightning.

[Silence]
like the eye of the storm.
A perfect moment where I exist.
Noise becomes murmur becomes music.
Garish light fades to crystal pinpoints –
jewels that shine with the brilliance
of the tears behind the Carney's eyes.

[Motion]
resumes but the moment remains,
trapped forever in the amber
of my memory ...
until time

[Stops]

An entry for the Round 67 of "Shadows and Light Poetry Contest" 
Prompt: Open
Maximum Line Count: 40
Line Count: 25
Form: Free Verse [with a nod to Dirty Pretty ]