Van Gogh's Starry Night
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whose starry starry skies are these?
whose rainforests, whose deep green seas,
and who did lay this banquet fair
for us, partaking as we please?
It arcs above. I stand aglow,
awe the only word I know.
Who placed the firmament above,
who placed us, awe-struck, here below?
the night sky leads me from my bed.
out into the world I'm led.
I may not know the path ahead,
trusting my every dream be fed.
I say to starry skies good night,
head indoors to hearth and light.
whose starry starry skies are these,
whose rainforests, whose deep green seas?
So lovely. How nice of you to write of starry nights, and who created nature for us to see.
ReplyDeleteI think Robert Frost would have loved to read this poem fashioned after his.
This flows like a dream ... beautiful.
ReplyDeleteYou may indeed ask yourself that.. too many believe that they can own those things.. to many believe that it even matters with the ownership.
ReplyDeleteA lovely dreamy interpretation of the form.
ReplyDeleteSuch a tender response Sherry ~ I admire the question format of the beauty of the night ~I specially like the second stanza with:
ReplyDeleteIt arcs above. I stand aglow,
awe the only word I know.
Grace
its a cool relationship with the sky...winter is when the sky seems so crisp to me....clear and bright....and i talk to it often....awe indeed...i love being struck by it as well...smiles.
ReplyDeleteI love the night sky too. You took Van Gogh and Frost's inspiration and made them your own. Very moving.
ReplyDeleteWhoa, awesome! That's my favorite painting.
ReplyDeleteyou know - i stood in front of this painting in paris - and it was like the sky wanted to suck me in - and i would happily let it - despite the hundreds of people that pushed me forward - ha - there's something awe-inspiring for sure in the night sky
ReplyDeleteStarry, starry nights!
ReplyDeleteLovely, just lovely Sherry.
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this poem holds a great nostalgia feel to it; fits perfectly with the prompt seeing as the form so old, yet stands strong in the present. Bravo :)
ReplyDeleteReminds me of Blake's Tyger Tyger burning bright!
ReplyDeleteA nice blend of Robert Frost and Van Gogh and perhaps Walt Whitman.. I love the word firmament and that it 'arcs above'.
ReplyDeleteWe all stand in awe of the majestic tapestry that nature paints before our eyes. You capture that awe magnificently with your words.
ReplyDeleteWe all stand in awe of the majestic tapestry that nature paints before our eyes. You capture that awe magnificently with your words.
ReplyDeleteso beautiful, Sherry. love the sky leading you to see its splendor - could feel the awe
ReplyDeleteYou started off with a painting by one of my favourite artists, and then continued with a lovely poem...and a reminder that we are bit a small part of something much greater.
ReplyDelete:) i too got inspired from the stars
ReplyDeleteViv had such a different view today. You have awe, she had disgust. We all know both.
ReplyDeleteOur anthropocentric reflexive makes us ask "who", when there is no "who". Abiding in awe is important when possible and your poem helps this effort. Well done.
Sigh....so lovely penned. I have adored this painting since in my teens, Sherry.
ReplyDeleteWe really must take care of all that we have. The sky (e.g. the air), the rainforest, and everything in God's creation. Well penned, Sherry.
ReplyDeletelovely ~
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