Man and the Moon ~ by Andrew Wyeth 1990
A ball of hovering illumination
craters the night sky white
and draws its milky reflection
with chalk against your skin.
Man and moon forever bound.
Your Harley thrums its rumble through the air.
Brenda Warren 2013
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“Man and moon forever bound”…..lovely imagery in this! 🙂
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That Archetypal Lunar Iron Horse, often ridden by Lnatics, The Harley, well done Brenda
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Very well done!
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You have captured the essence of A. Wyeth’s aesthetic.
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I like the drumming rumble of the Harley.
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‘craters the night sky white’ – I’m rather taken with this line too!
Anna :o]
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The first two lines are fantastic. Great poem.
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… ‘craters the night sky white’ … what a great line (in a great poem.)
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2 Orbs indeed! he does look chalky- : )
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I’ve been seeing this moon around a few blogs this week!
Your poem sums up the picture beautifully.
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WoW! This is succinct yet saying so much. A delightful piece!
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I like the initial scattering of the pieces, just to put them back together in the end. Nice.
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The moon draws a man of chalk. Nice image.
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