Night Balm

A poetic lullaby :)

 

NIGHT BALM

 

Turn off the light

succumb to the night

crawl into its womb

lay foetal and warm

curtain falls on the day

troubles melt away

reality fades into reverie

 

Feel the angels light tread

massage your head

feet weightless as

lovers first kisses

they frolic and soothe

so deftly they move

wings flutter creating night breezes

 

Celestial perfume

hanging mist in the room

each breath coats

your throat in honey

feathered wingtips

caress your eyelids

hypnotic though babies breath soft

 

As your mind forms words

thoughts turn into birds

of paradise and

quickly take flight

catching hold of a cloud

pulling it down

your wing drawn carriage awaits

 

Let your fluffy cocoon

waft you up to the moon

lick its surface

of lemon ice pop

visit worlds afar

feast on shooting stars

that fizzle and tingle your tongue

 

Til the sun starts to peep

pull you gently from sleep

surfing vapour trails and

spiralling dream thermals

beams kiss open your eyes

you look up to the sky

coloured birds heading for the horizon

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[R J Askew]

Anorak comments first: like 'turn off' as it is a perfect reversal from the usual. Also like verb starts and you have 'feel' and 'let' lower. I also like the rhyme at the top of each verse, which is like a little flourish. The first verse leads the reader along as you set the scene artfully and end with the lovely 'reality fades into reverie'. I reckon that's the point of most art, films, novels etc...a bit of relief from IT, THAT, monstrous reality. So almost everyone alive will know the mood you are evoking. The second verse is a sort of spell verse, and is really delicate, soft and sesuous...a sort of mental stroking process. 'There, there, sorry mind, goose feather down.' 'Night breezes' and 'celestial perfumes' are beguiling luxurious. OK I am enthralled by now...and then you the best lines, for me, are in verse four which is a sort of vision of subconsious creativity as you nail down with real words on a real page an event that is straight from a subconscious state. And then verse five backs up four as three backed up two and we get to lick the moon, marvellous! Verse six lands the trip in a gentle way leaving a feeling that the escape has done the sleeper a power of good, but there is a sad feel to the image of the birds vanishing. But the verse with its 'surfing vapour trails' and 'spiralling dream thermals' matches verse two for originality...in fact 'spiralling dream thermals' is my favourite line. So the whole thing ends strongly and leaves your reader with a pleasant sigh of satisfaction. It's just a beautiful word trip.

[Captain Blackheart (The..]

What a poetic poem (if that makes sense.lol) A great piece April. Nice flow and wonderful visions painted with your words. I like the idea of flying to the moon and licking lemon ice pops! Brilliant!!!

[An owl on the moon]

Absolutely beautiful! Such a soft and gentle movement, and words bring a sense of calm and peace. It does make one almost feel weightless. Amazing!

[Vanessa Whiteley]

I love that opening.

Turn off the light
succumb to the night
crawl into its womb
lay foetal and warm

and having just read Blackbird's song I think the booklet is a great idea.

[Blackbirdsong]

Okay first of all bravo and secondly...you should really consider making this into a book like "Goodnight Moon," for example. Each couple of lines would be a page with a lovely illustration to match. This would be a perfect lullaby book that both parents and children would love. Gorgeous, simply gorgeous.

[Miss Christine]

This is one of the most decadently, poetically beautiful poems I've read of late. You've turned a sensual voice to the dream state, and it's intoxicating. It has a feel of being murmurred into the ear of a child, but without the simple images and language so often present in lullaby-type poems to children. It's seductive in that I was left feeling dreamlike myself at the end. Simply beautiful.

My favorite phrase is "each breath coats / your throat in honey". Incredibly sensual and delicious (no pun).

[Murphy]

a "poetic lullaby" indeed.. wonderful description. This has a very soothing effect - superb imagery carries the reader into another realm... the realm of fluffy cocoons and lemon ice pops... very nice.

[iconoclast]

wow..analytically speaking from the onset, the rhymes were not forced nor contorted as you did not lack the elements of expression, though it was characterized with simplicity and style...you still achieved the special poetic effect.