London Eye



loop a piece of sky into the London Eye;
suspend in a gondola upon a Ferris rim
and circumnavigate beside the River Thames

to arch above pale hidden schools
of gudgeon barbel pike carp dace…
mere boney things unfit for proper plate

they swarm their level…place;
they wheel and twist and tilt
held there…oblivious to future

horizon circumscribed…by less degree
my own…South Bank to North across the city
rooftops and Westminster…stern Big Ben


the Ferris wheel takes on peels off
its riders without stopping…save for
infirm arthritic handicapped

beside the murky water
spindle tied….bicycle wheeled
and going nowhere

Bonnie Marshall

Artwork by Andrew Grant Kurts
“Westminster through a London Eye”

15 thoughts on “London Eye

  1. another ‘browse’ poem: and it shall be entitled:

    let’s talk …

    the silence between words –
    a Picasso kind of love

    so tight a frame –
    my skeleton and I, we dance

    in the House of Fortune –
    two angels walk Into a bar

    I shall transfigure –
    moaning of the turtle

    when starlings fall
    my star is in Electra

  2. The cynic in me would say:
    Wheel of fortune
    Spinning through the varied
    Levels of hell
    A model of high finance
    Behind false reticulations.
    A prognostication,
    Doom inevitable,
    A fragile architecture,
    A double bluff,
    Unseeing eye
    In clear sight.
    A peep show
    Suspended over
    A void of fumes.

      1. Not really thought abot these ‘eyes’ before, ( other than disapproving of their unsightly presence..), but they do have plenty of potential for philosophising…

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