“The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge, but imagination!” — Albert Einstein
Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Tethered To Her Dreams” by: rob kistner © 11/19/23
This child gazes wonderingly
into the crystalline stars
of this warm may night
she has captured the flower moon
on a silken string
held in fragile imagination
it’s bloomed full
this special night
that moon
and this girl
they hold in share
her dreams
her tomorrows
Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “That Moon”
by: rob kistner © 11/19/23
tomorrows of colorful pails
on the ocean’s beach
festooned in starfish
and octopus
of the sweet taste of jam
on crustless bread
just a little
smudged on smiling cheeks
of lipstick smeared
on a giddy grin
stumbling t’ward the mirror
in mommy’s heels
of tea and cookies
with bear and bunny
mrs. whiskers
and with daddy
there will be crayons
training wheels
skinned knees
and tears kissed away
there will be hair curls
and chocolaty hands
smeared on party dresses
and stupid — pesty boys
what a joy she will know
lost in the world of pretend
Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Imagination Lift Off”
by: rob kistner © 11/19/23
then the strum of awakening
will bring song
to the burgeoning young heart
the rhythm of spirit
that brings the thrill of dance
to young feet
that elevates
the courage of youth
that will help drive away
the awkwardness of youth
a backyard campfire
shared with friends
beneath a canopy
of forever stars
a shiny silver soccer trophy
received teary eyed
because 2nd place
was bittersweet
the big school dance
that first reveals
the sweetness
of a shy kiss
now new curiosity
about these boys
about her feelings
about her body
Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Oh The Wonder”
by: rob kistner © 11/19/23
curiosity about her tomorrows
as the hands of time
circling round and round
carry her dreams
into the future
her ABC’s fall into words
into tools
empowering her
to communicate
to share her thoughts
to share her ideas
to influence
to move others
maybe be a poet
as she moves
eager and expectantly
t’ward the doors
opening on uncertainties
also on possibilities
but for now
this child
is safe
and loved
and filled with excitement
laughing
amazed
wishing
and wondering
intently about
that moon…
flower moon’s magic
blooms with imagination
bright future’s beyond
Original DDE™ surrealistic art: “Moon Curious”
by: rob kistner © 11/19/23
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rob kistner © 2022
revised © 11/18/2023
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What an exciting and magical time! Hope the happiness will continue with the journey.
This was written holding my daughter in my heart. My little girl is now 50 as of July. Her journey was magical for me, and their is evidence it was wonderful for her. 🙂
What lovely memories!
Thank you Priscilla… 🙂
Truly lovely Rob!
Thank you Linda… 🙂
Wonderful chronology, Rob; and The Circle Game’s the perfect accompaniment. Salute!
Thank you Ron. Your acknowledgement means a great deal to me my friend. 🙂
wow I see my daughter growing up as i read your poem.
Glad this touched you Rog, I know well the feelinh… 🙂
You’ve captured the imagination and curiosity of childhood brilliantly here! Enjoyed dreaming with this little girl!
Thank you so much Tricia. I wrote this dearly remembering my daughter’s journey to womanhood. She is 50 now, but she will forever be my little girl. Watching her grow has been a magical gift. 🙂
“that moon
and this girl”
your poem personifies the lunar relationship of girl to womanhood – deeply personal too in the love you scattered here
I am pleased you felt the love. This was written from loving memories of my little girl as she grew — now 50… 🙂
This is beautiful, Rob.
And, of course, my granddaughters came to mind. Thank you.
Thank you so much Ken. Give those granddaughters the best hug possible, next time you see them. 🙂
You have captured something magical in the moon and a child’s journey. I think you sprinkled it with moon dust lovingly.
from a father’s eyes.
Happy New Year!
Thank you True. I may have wiped away a tear or two in writing this. My beautiful little girl Jennifer turned 50 in July. My memories of her are vivid. I love remarkable son Justin, he has made my final years safe and wonderful. I loved both my sons deeply, before losing Aaron at age 18. But a father’s love for his daughter is a very special magic. He is the first man in her life, and she grows to the woman who, above all others, truly loves her father unconditionally.
Lovely pean of praise to youth, captured here very viscerally here Rob – delighful to read and good to be back here…
Thank you so much Scott — welcpme back… 🙂
Such a sweet nostalgic piece, Rob. I love the progression of time in the little girl’s life.
This was a really great line…
she has captured the flower moon
on a silken string
held in fragile imagination
Thank you Dwight. This was inspired by my memories of my daughter growing up — Jeni is now 50… 🙂
beautiful and whimsical ode to the wonders of childhood and the potential of the future
Thank you Jay… 🙂
flower moon’s magic
blooms with tomorrow’s promise
bright future’s beyond
I love these lines! 🙂
Thank you very much Veera… 🙂
So sweet – yes fragile, and this poem portrays what every little girl should have – protection and love.
Thank you Margaret… 🙂
What a wealth of detail!
I love ‘flower moon’.
Thank you Rosemary… 🙂
Wow what a magical poem I love how the moon and the girl share dreams and tomorrows. I love how it continues with all the delights of childhood and growing up. Amazing poem
Thank you Maria… 🙂
What an awesome image and heartfelt words. How wonderful to think these exemplify your daughter’s magical journey through life.
Thank you Maria, this was her early turning in life. She is now 50 years old, and a national executive with Fidelity Investments. 🙂
What a wonderful journey! Joni Mitchell was perfect for this poem.
Thank you Sara… 🙂
Blessings of all the flower moons to you and your girl, Rob! What a tribute to each of you.
Thank you Kathy… 🙂
So much happens when a child is growing, if we could just keep a little bit of that spirit into womanhood.
Thd greatest gift we can possess as an adult is the sense of wonder. It sparks curiosity, and curiosity in the hands of an adult often creates invention, innovation — an open-mindedness, that will allow fresh new ideas to enter.
Rob, your images make a believer out of me. Their clarity is startling and how the light plays around the figures and the spheres.
It is combining my 30 year portfolio of my digital art URL’s + prompt directed bot extrapolation + great patience and tenacity + fine detail digital micro editing = beautiful final image. It is akin to learning the multi-steps in the art of photography. In the case of the photography, it is learning the different camera heads, learning the different camera lenses, learning how to light, learning how to find perspectives that are interesting, understanding the nature of working final refinement on the images to create an artistic beautiful photograph. So Directed Digital Extrapolation™ (DDE™), which is what I call the technique I do for my digital surrealism, is very much the same thing. it’s just that instead of working with the camera, you’re working with computers, bots, and apps. If you’re willing to take the time to learn, and practice the techniques, you’ll end up with beautiful, final results — and you’ll get the results you want, not something some random image. It is truly great fun!
Beautiful, Rob – both pictures and poem – I hope your daughter appreciated them too…
Thank you Andrew, very much. My daughter has never read this. I haven’t seen her in a year, but she is here for Thanksgiving, so I’m going to share it with her. I hope she can feel my love in it.
The poem unfolds a sweet story and a beautiful journey, Rob. Absolutely magical.
Thank you Sumana… 🙂
This is lovely. I love the artwork, especially the ones of her holding the string that’s tied to the moon.
“tomorrows of colorful pails
on the ocean’s beach
festooned in starfish
and octopus”
??
Thank you Melissa… 🙂
The crystal–holds the memories intact and also functions as a glass to predict the future–
“but for now
this child
is safe
and loved
and filled with excitement”
I love how you encase the memory in this hint of what is to come. No matter if the child has already lived into the future, you have this crystal and this beautiful poem of memory. I picture a happy daughter, whatever age she is.
Thank you Susa. My daughter is now 50 years old and I hadn’t seen her for a year, but she’s here this weekend, so we’re having a wonderful time. My memories of her precious.
What a wonderful, magical childhood your daughter had, Rob, and a fulfilling life journey from the sound of it, for you both. Sigh. This is just lovely. I especially loved the stanzas about her wonder-filled childhood. It is lovely to see the world through the eyes of a child.
Thank you, Sherry! I’ve always tried to hold onto the wonder that I had as a child, and so far I’ve been somewhat successful. I love my daughter she’s with me this weekend. Hadn’t seen her in a year since wonderful time.
Such delightful images you created…absolutely beautiful poetry.
Thank you Panchali… 🙂
This is magical, and the artwork you chose was perfect.
Congratulations to you for caring so well.
Thank you Sara. I created 18 different images, but these were my favorites out of the bunch, the ones that spoke to me… 🙂