dawn

she lies

 curled, calm

an angelic ammonite on 

a windswept beach

lost in history 

 dawn smiles

hand searches 

finds

palm holds 

remembering 

an unknown avian sentry  

warm in a blush

of dreams

love calls

with tidings across

golden shores, green meadows

yesterdays touch

always

 

Author's Note

This poem is an edited one i wrote some time ago. It is based on a Dorset town called Lyme Regis where ammonites are a well known part of local geological history. Added to that the town was partially used for a book by John Fowles called 'The French Lieutenant's Woman.' - a wonderful book which was cleverly (if not perfectly) adapted for the movie.

Reviews

[Ken Simm.]

I am in awe of this. French Lieutenants Woman in fact most of Fowles ouvre is manna for me. but this beyond beutiful poem is just stellar. And I am honestly not just saying that because you are kind to me in my writing.
This is so very visual, sculptural even and simply a superb metaphorical piece. So much so that I feel I could draw this.

[emmajoygreen]

I rather think you could do that too, Ken! As always, many thanks for such kind words.
Saw the movie before reading any of John Fowles' books. Found the movie visually beautiful, the story romantic, American Meryl Streeps' accent and demanour incredible.
After that, I read every one of Mr. Fowkes books and was amazed by the changes of themes and moods in his books. That done some years ago, I still have them all in one of my bookcases, some bought new, some frfom second hand bookshops!
(Did similar with Herman Hesse too.
Again, thank you. :)

[Ken Simm.]

The Glass Bead Game my particular fav Narziss and Goldmund. is did that as well while at uniTs where all my grant went.

[emmajoygreen]

I'v e yet to see the movie of the latter.. must find a film club or, of course, try to find it online.

[Lorry]

This so has a feel of that dream moment before waking, where you are surprised, as you don't remember taking not only your duvet to the beach, but your bed, room and only when you hear the dog panting, you realise just how far your dream had let you escape from reality. To a time and place between the pages of a book you got to time travel to.
Well, it's either that or you nodded off in your deckchair! 😊
I like the "lost in history" line most, for the feel it gives the reader of what the writer felt. Does that make sense?
It leaves me wishing that dreams were a jukebox and you would know this dreams number off by heart if it were, as well as scrabbling around for a pound coin. 😊

[emmajoygreen]

What a thoroughly generous review, Lorry. I love your interpretation. many thanks for your ever kind review. Jutebox on its way via pigeon post!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Well, great story by Fowles...and great job by Meryl Streep in the flick.
this poem reminds me of Vermont...Tickle Naked Pond...and a picture I have of my mom and three other ladies sunbathing on the rocky beach there. And they were all smiling because it was a very happy time in all our lives and a very happy place to be in summer.
j.

[emmajoygreen]

Memories can be so nwonderful when they bring back happy times and enhance them by being just that:: eteched in mind, spirit and personal history. A chamring review, thank you, jacob,,

[Ladysue]

I love the scene you painted here. It’s one I could embody. She soaks every nuance of nature that bring calm and vision. Absolutely beautiful. Pure poetry.

[emmajoygreen]

Many thanks, sue, what a generous review!, There's a place in Dorset called Lyme Regis, it's known for its ammonites, plus was the town used in a film made way back called 'The French Lieutenant's Woman.

[emmajoygreen]

.... was bounced off, To continue, a dramatic movie, based on a book by John Fowles. For me is more than a romantic place, especially over the Winter, was there briefly recently, nudged a memory of a scribble i wore some time ago. Above is re-jigged version of it. Am truly pleased you enjoyed it

[Chris Shaw]

This is beautiful and I could clearly see the imagery of her. An angelic ammonite on a windswept beach. There is a sense of calm and peace. You gave me a memory of Seaton in Dorset. I went fossil hunting with my eldest grandson who was ten at the time. The night before there had been a storm, so we were very fortunate combing the beach for finds. I like where I went with this poem ‘Em

Chris

[emmajoygreen]

Many thanks, Chris, am more than grateful for your generous review. Lyme Regis is one of my favourite towns anywhere - but more so, over the Winter. As you obviously know, is steeped in history.

[AYVID N]

I loved the calm that embraces her. The dawn that is beginning to smile. Lost in history, perhaps she anticipates a dawn of change. Her dreams blush, perhaps bringing love with the dawn. A poem that was beautiful to read and ponder on.

[emmajoygreen]

Your thoughts are incredibly perceptive,Divya! Many thanks. I'v e added something in the Author's area.

[AYVID N]

I loved the word 'ammonites'...Thank you for the Author's Note, it's so informative and I read the poem once again in its light. It's beautiful.

[willweb]

And as the waves gently and melodically roll in she is lulled into a sense of peace that only can come from freeing your heart and mind and becoming one with your surroundings. This was beautiful Emma

[emmajoygreen]

Your reviews are always so kind and appropriate to the subject of my poems, willweb. Many thanks as always.

[Montana ~ Arthur Henn]

A short and evocative poem. A well-crafted poem that uses sensory language to create a serene and timeless scene. The combination of natural imagery and personification gives the impression that nature is a peaceful and benevolent force, adding to the overall sense of calm. Very nice!

[emmajoygreen]

, Thank you so much, Arthur, your review could not be kinder. Very much hope all's well with you.

[Montana ~ Arthur Henn]

You are welcome, Emm. I’m doing well. Thank You! Spring season is finally starting to show us the true beauty of this country.