Keyholes In A Painted Sky

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The statue of a man waiting for the train at the foot of the White Rock Museum and former train station does not ponder the sky as I frequently do. And although it is cloudy, not starry, the horizon and recent posting of my Van Gogh experience inspired a poem for the What's Going On prompt, " ... what is unchanging, what can we count on, or what do we hope is timeless or everlasting?" For me curiosity about the true nature of existence is everlasting and resulted in these few words:
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HOLD ONTO THE LIGHT

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  1. IntelliblogOctober 30, 2025 at 7:19 AM

    A beautiful poem, and your reference to "Starry Night" drives home the point of the wonders of the universe, life and the eternal questions: "Who am I? What am I doing here? Whither shall I go?"

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  2. MaryOctober 30, 2025 at 8:04 AM

    Indeed, when one looks into space and reflects, one does get a glimpse of what is beyond...and we can realize we are ALL part of some greater cosmos which existed long before we lived and will exist long after!

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  3. Sherry Blue SkyOctober 30, 2025 at 8:12 AM

    This poem is very lovely. I love that you include the link to the climate change report. It IS the most pressing issue of our time, though some governments dont seem to think so, ignoring floods and super-storms and wildfires expressing Mother Earth's message as loudly as they can.

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  4. SusanOctober 30, 2025 at 8:55 AM

    "There is a spark in me . . . " How lovely to know it and use the keyholes to the mysteries of the universe. I, too, love Starry Night. And to be aware simultaneously of the dire needs of our planet! Good stuff!

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  5. Carol @Comfort Spring StationOctober 30, 2025 at 11:24 AM

    Lovely poem - thought provoking.

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  6. MarjaOctober 30, 2025 at 11:36 AM

    I love your poem. As if through celestial keyholes I’m peeking for flickers of secrets beyond and last sentence Beautiful

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  7. JimOctober 30, 2025 at 2:41 PM

    Great.

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  8. Yogi♪♪♪October 30, 2025 at 6:39 PM

    Beautiful poem. Lovely sculpture.

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  9. Sumana RoyOctober 30, 2025 at 10:17 PM

    "There's a spark / in me," I believe that "spark" is eternal consciousness and a part of our cosmos. I love the whys here triggering all the possibilities and also love the inner rhymes. The close is wonderful.

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  10. Shiju SugunanOctober 30, 2025 at 11:35 PM

    What a beautiful, thought-provoking poem! I love the image of "celestial keyholes" and that you connected this cosmic curiosity to the most pressing issue of our time by linking to the IPCC climate report.

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  11. an artist reflectsOctober 31, 2025 at 7:00 AM

    Lovely poem speaking to questions asked when I look up to the sky and photo is perfect for the poem or vice vera ~. hugs,
    https://anartistreflects.com

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  12. rallentandaOctober 31, 2025 at 7:15 AM

    There are secrets out there and beyond that we all ponder. Puzzled perplexed we will find out soon enough.

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  13. SumandebrayOctober 31, 2025 at 11:05 AM

    Lovely poem — it feels like gazing at the universe through Van Gogh’s eyes and brush. The mystery that lies beyond the sky we see is so enticing… one day, the soul will slip through that keyhole and uncover the secrets it has long dreamed of.

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    1. Penelope NotesOctober 31, 2025 at 12:11 PM

      What an enchanting thought ... the soul slipping through that keyhole. :)

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  14. stardustOctober 31, 2025 at 10:24 PM

    No wonder we are inspired by the “Starry Night”, the whirling stars and the huge spiral stretching across the night sky. I really like your poem. “Starry night” is 星月夜/ほしづきよ (literally star-moon-night) in Japanese. Though it contains the word “moon”, it is used to describe a beautiful moonless night sky where the light of stars is as bright as or brighter than moonlight. It is a seasonal word of autumn for haiku-poem. In Van Gogh’s Starry Night, there is a whirling moon, too, so I had taken the word literally “the night with stars and the moon” for long. Even at this age of mine, there are so many beautiful Japanese words and phrases I haven’t known.

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  15. purplepeninportland.comNovember 5, 2025 at 6:13 PM

    Whirling thoughts as Vincent's Starry Night. Beautiful!

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  16. DeniseinVANovember 12, 2025 at 2:54 AM

    A marvelous poem and love the sculpture of the man in this setting. Thank you again!

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