
Franz Marc, “Blue Horse,” 1911, [Public Domain] via Wikipedia Commons
exploded, diamond
dust scattered
sparkling grains,
spindrift of night seas, and here
they planted themselves
in dream worlds,
I see shadow ifs
the before,
the after,
shadow seas and blue horses
places known, maybe
we swam in
oceans, we lived in
caves, and trees
sheltered us. And now? We seek
new stars. The moon hums
in comfort,
a warning of what
might be if–
or when–
we return to the starlight,
sailing cosmic seas
Today, Day 11 of NaPoWriMo asks us to write an origin poem. I decided to go way back. Kerfe inspired me with her shadorma sequence.
Merril, this is so beautiful . You amaze me with your lovely and prolific ability to write. I also adore the image you used here !
Thank you so much, Holly! That is so very kind.
I really like Franz Marc, especially his blue horses. π
It’s so beautiful, so surreal! π
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This is really beautiful, Merril. The photo is perfect!
Thank you so much, Jill!
I like Franz Marc and his blue horses. π
Glittering imagery. The month is going well
Thank you!
Gorgeous! Those sparkling grains of starlight and blue horses. It is a dream, but maybe one that we really lived. The Oracle would know.
Thank you! Yes, she would. She may not want to tell us though–at least not directly. π
She doesn’t mollycoddle, just nudges in the right direction π
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Oh Merril this is glorious! thank you so much! I love the way it echoes back into my poem and flows out again. And the painting, of course. (K)
Thank you, and you’re welcome!
This whole thing has such a dreamy quality to it that’s really fitting. Thanks for sharing!
Thank you very much! Thank you for reading and commenting.
Nicely done, Merril.
Thank you for including us in your dream of what is to come.
Thank you, Ken–and you’re welcome. π
Way back is right! Lovely!
Thank you so much, Luanne!
More shades of blue, this time horses. Origins are all over this day. This is so gorgeous
Aww—thank you so much. It is funny that we both did blue and origins. π
It’s all been said so I add my own, this is marvellously beautiful.
Love the painting, too.
Thank you so much, Dale.
Okay, this is my favorite poem of yours yet. I know, I’ve said that before when I’ve read some of your other poems. And I meant it then. But I mean it NOW. If I were you, I’d have this poem embroidered and framed. It takes my breath away.
Aww–thank you SO much, Pam! β€
The last verse makes me think of the newly discovered black hole -lovely shadorma Merril thank you
Thank you, Susan.
Yes, that black hole photo is amazing.
When the stars
exploded, diamond
dust scattered
sparkling grains,
spindrift of night seas, and here
they planted themselves
in dream worlds
I absolutely ADORE the entire poem, and so many standout lines, but these ones in particular! The piece is so beautiful and so full of magic and humming moons (are there tom-catting stars around humming moons?)
I am late, late, LATE and behind on every damn prompt, but here is Day 11 at last – my inspiration well is dry as a bone and has been for days! I ended up writing about deviants from origins instead.
https://shukuen.blogspot.com/2019/04/glopowrimo-day-11-deviant.html
Thank you very much. This one just flowed–somehow that shadorma sequence helped.
I’ll go check out yours now. π
I have no idea what a shadorma is, but I shall look it up! Also, I need to visit the Oracle I think…
Yes to both!