To Be Whole Again

Image by Peter Dargatz from Pixabay

“Energy and motion made visible- memories arrested in space.”- Jackson Pollack

Memories arrested in space, 
Suspended in mid air like a flighty dandelion seed 
With no where to land waiting for the moment 
When energy and motion is visible to the naked eye
And finally at last lands at my awkward feet 
Wanting me to notice it’s intricate beauty 
The fine brush strokes of every wisp, 
A perfect aerodynamic creation 
Of memories and wishes arrested in space
If memories arrested in space exist
Do the emotions, the energy and motion
That comes from memories still burning
In my questioning soul at rest in timeless space
–Are they waiting with patience to be whole again?

©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg

Author’s Note: This is a Pollock poetry form. The Pollock is a rather obscure and fairly eccentric poetry form invented by poet and art critic John Yau to pay tribute to the American abstract expressionist painter Jackson Pollock. It is a fourteen-line poem with the rather unusual requirement that the first line must be a quotation by the artist. The remaining thirteen lines consist strictly of words from Pollock’s quote, the idea being to splatter words repeatedly on the page like he famously did with paint on his canvases. You can, however take liberties as Pollock did with his art. I really like this form.

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at:
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

Dverse Poets Pub: OLN

40 Comments on “To Be Whole Again

  1. A most pertinent poetry piece Linda! Very creative too and thank you for introducing this form – very nicely crafted
    “and finally at last lands at my awkward feet
    Wanting me to notice it’s intricate beauty “

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  2. This is gorgeously rendered, Linda! I am mesmerized by the Pollock form and just might try it out myself 😀 Especially love; “A perfect aerodynamic creation/Of memories and wishes arrested in space/If memories arrested in space exist.” 💝💝

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  3. This is a really interesting poetic form which I have never heard of before. I like the deep philosophical question you pose here, and the image of all those memories floating in space, scattered like the paint on Pollock’s canvas.

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  4. This is an unusual form, Linda, that I’ve not come across before – thank you for sharing it. I’d like to have a go at it – maybe you could challenge us to write one in a future prompt. I like fourteen-line poems – like sonnets – and the idea of spattering words is appealing, as is the thought of taking liberties! I love the thought of memories ‘suspended in mid air like a flighty dandelion seed’ and the ‘fine brush strokes of every wisp, / a perfect aerodynamic creation / of memories and wishes arrested in space’.

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  5. “memories and wishes arrested in space
    If memories arrested in space exist”… Whaddya mean, “if”?

    Great work Linda. Always love me some Pollack. Cheers!

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  6. Yup, we all need a crack at this form. Jane is right too. I can imagine a Neruda form, a Bukowski form, a Whitman form; I dig it. 14 lines further complicates and intrigues me.

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  7. Memories arrested in space… what an interesting thought! To me that is what painting is… memories and sometimes motion arrested in space…
    Very nicely done Linda.

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  8. I remember as a kid, my mother telling me that when you see a dandelion seed flying you hold it between your palms and make a wish on it and then blow it away and it’ll come true. This is a very heart touching piece, Linda. One of the best poems I’ve read, thanks for sharing.

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  9. I am quietly listening to jazz while reading poetry today. Two of my top three favorite things to do. This was a wonderful reflection on the delicate beauty of memories. I think the right memories beg to materialize whole again, though the fact they must remain memories is what makes them so very precious.

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