Ruins in a moonlit landscape

Ruins in a moonlit landscape

A Poem by SleeplessVolcano
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by Arnold Bocklin, painting, and title :)

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 Like an ironic cathedral of praise,
The ruins remain,
Embarrassed by gracious moonlight,
Remembering what once was,
What now is,
Its memories now removed,
Brick by brick, yet flicker
Of life remains.
Every winter, the jackal comes
To give birth, a safe haven
In a dark and dreary forest.
The lone horseman, makes haste,
Chasing memories of that moonlit night,
In a newfound hurry, to be truly chaste,
Forgetting his ruins, he seeks new light.


 

© 2015 SleeplessVolcano


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we try to forget the ruins inside us and rebuild our hearts---
i like the picture too, the cathedral ruins...whenever i pass by an old gutted building i imagine it in its heyday with life and activity.

Posted 9 Years Ago


This is the first time I am unable to understand a poem; not a flaw of your own. I just couldn't put it together, but what I did like are the metaphors and imagery: the jackal, the cathedral, the horseman, and such. Maybe as Skittles mentioned there is some religious intention in it. I just didn't get it. Anyway, keep up the good work.

Posted 9 Years Ago


SleeplessVolcano

9 Years Ago

Mmmmm.....sometimes the words just jump out.....I just looked at the painting, and gave it my own in.. read more
Shane Mohamed

9 Years Ago

Great sense of humor. Now that you said it it makes sense. I really never linked the painting to the.. read more
It's wonderfully built, and the use of the language is first-rate. To be honest, I would conider dropping the final four lines; I understand they fit the illustration, but they feel a bit grafted on to me, and I think the piece reads better without them.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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A very elegant write and with a lot of meanings. A striking personification opens the poem. The reader can identify with the building because everyone has felt like they were in ruins and not giving their potential. Still, there're things that notice us. Just like the author of the painting you've done a marvelous job putting the building on the spotlight. A vivid and vibrant imagery: "gracioud light", I cannot help but think of God still watching over us, embracing us at the state we are.
And here comes the rider. An untrained eye would almost miss him. He is small and swift. I loved the "newfound haste" - absolutely creative and incentive. A past that he doesn't want to catch up with him. Rushing towards the sun- brighter and the only light that can turn guilts of the past into vaporized dreams.
I'll give this a 100% you really outdid yourself. :) keep this up.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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9 Years Ago

And how do you know it is a church? :):)
SleeplessVolcano

9 Years Ago

:).......look at the arch of the window pane.....too difined, gothic.....roman......to be a mere bar.. read more
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9 Years Ago

LOL @ having a mind. But at the time, a lot of buildings had the similar architecture. For example t.. read more

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