Nordic cloud

Feb 02, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Memory sounds

"MEMORY SOUNDS" Ann

As I sit hearing

The hammering of someone's new tiled veranda

I hear too

The cries of the curlew in far off Wales

Among the rocks and Autumn trees

It is perhaps

The children's voices in the kindergarten

Who inspire

The sound....

But the atmosphere of yellowing Autumn

Supplies the place

How lucky

To be able to be in Wales

While yet in Norway

Such is the imagination of the mind

Plus the store of observations

At the ready

Specially those that move one

Or are somehow poignant, etched

This still

Musing...

Is a pass-time important

In life's rush

A calm....

Where the smooth mirror of the mind

Enjoys old cobwebs

Making way for

New visions

The world then

Is neither round nor flat

Its whole being becomes embraced in one thought

That has no outward shape to call its own

More like an amoeba ever changing

Ever becoming

Something new

— Nordic cloud, Feb 02, 2009

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Oslo and Flatdal, Norway., NOR

Favorite Poets: Too daunting this.

Critiques

Quillsvein1

17 years 4 months ago

what a

slick, effective poem you have here ann: you remind me very much of Wallace Stevens for some reason, though I'm not sure I'm right about him being an inspiration? here you add physical continents to the plateaus of the poetic imagination, blending them effortlessly: "This still Musing…/Is a pass-time important/In life’s rush/A calm…./Where the smooth mirror of the mind/Enjoys old cobwebs/Making way for/New visions.." Beautiful lines there: "where the smooth mirrors of the mind"--great image! awesome poem. GB

Rett

17 years 4 months ago

Hmm, looks like I am following Quill for some reason

but I love this. I can almost reach out and touch everything, hear the sounds and see the thoughts running through the brain. Well done Ann. Respectfully, Rett: "Next time you think you're perfect, walk on water."

Cloudthings

17 years 4 months ago

A feather carress of sentiment in my mind as I read

MMmmm I loved this Ann, a sweet & spacious pleasure to read. I felt it was a feather carress of sentiment in my mind as I read... with lots of room to breath & be free. What a lovely thing to have discovered this little commnity of writers... I feel like I'm in a verbal lollyshop! Cheers Anni

poewriter58

17 years 4 months ago

Ann

soft,serene and vivid all come to mind with this writing. Well done Chrys