John Bauer
Riddaren Rider, 1914
Wikimedia Commons
Riddaren Rider, 1914
Wikimedia Commons
i fell from the sky
moonlight dancing
on bits of memory
etched on junk dna
left behind
as the universe
found its rhythm.
i called out to the sun
to find its way to me
a memory imprinted
the lines that really make this for me is that call to the sun to find a way to use you...there is something spiritual, something honest in those lines...
ReplyDeleteThank you Brian--for me this is the most inner me here on the page
DeleteIs the memory of the place once held or of the call out to the sun? Either way, this poem reminds me of my youth.
ReplyDeleteThank you Susan--it could be either maybe!
DeleteThe sky, the sun, the universe & a memory imprinted -- lovely to contemplate.
ReplyDeleteHi Mary! Thank you for your visit to my little blog and for your kind words!
DeleteOnce on a trip to Sweden, I visited John Bauer's hometown and saw a lot of his paintings. I like how the tone of your poem reflects his own artistic world.
ReplyDeleteI wish I knew this artist better--thank you Gabriella!
DeleteI specially love these lines Audrey:
ReplyDeleteetched on junk dna
left behind
as the universe
found its rhythm.
Grace
Thank you Grace!
DeleteNice. I find hope in this poem. The night sky calling for the sun. And we know the sun will rise.
ReplyDeleteHi Myrna--thank you--I also find hope in it
Deletethe speaker seems to be in search of her trajectory where she's to dance round the sun....nicely done...
ReplyDeleteThank you Sumana
Deletewas struck by the reference to memory etched on junk dna
ReplyDeleteThank you Abin!
Deletethe fall when the universe lost its rhythm... and the calling to the sun to find a way again after a phase of silence... there's much hope in this
ReplyDeleteinteresting lines.. a lot of things to ponder and find.
ReplyDeleteFirst -- I love John Bauer's paintings, all of them takes me right back to my childhood.. and the particular one we had on the wall at one point (a print of course).. I like how you catch us inbetween the micro of DNA and the macro of the stars.. that memory an interesting bridge...
ReplyDeleteThe same lines Grace quoted really spoke to me. An intriguing write, Audrey!
ReplyDeleteI love this. I love the connection between our feet firmly planted on earth and our ability to soar in the heavens, Audrey.
ReplyDeleteI think the warrior woman charging on the horse will get there anyway.The sun and the stars seem to favour determination.
ReplyDeleteAn interesting take on life and consciousness. We all share that 'junk' dna. Also, a great unity of sorts is shown, with the moonlight calling on the sun. There's much implied in so few words. Excellent job.
ReplyDeleteSteve K.
I read this and felt the threads of connection between sun and stars and moon and you and me... all.
ReplyDeleteI love it all! 'a memory imprinted' very good. Thought provoking, indeed!
ReplyDeleteMoonlight dancing on bits of memory...and that memory imprinted. Beautiful writing,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
i was captivated by this moonlit poem!
ReplyDeletethe accompanying picture is a wonderful additive!
great write!
I love the idea of that golden thread of inner memory that imprints upon us from another world, reminding us, almost that we have another home, that we are spirit as well as body. This is a beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteSimply "divine."
ReplyDelete"as the universe found its rhythm." this struck me I just loved it..
ReplyDeleteThank you Mandy for finding my little blog here--it is where I sort things out for myself
DeleteYou poetry gave me a hope to get rhythm too. It touched me a lot.
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