Song Of Farewell

a poem for the time of year

grey hair on a pillow

lucid tunnel over lace

trace of a white visage

shadow family of crows

carry the early day

circles across the sky

the bell

that for all this calls

the usual suspect to earth

Reviews

[Coyote Song]

Nicely written poem. Nice structure. The bell tolls for all of us, all life. Winter does seems like the season of death but perhaps all life is just sleeping and waiting for spring. I enjoyed your poemm.

[Jeremy Baker]

I like the structure and free flowing style of this poem. There is a catholicity of meanings that tease the reader with promise, but without ever revealing their faces. Your use of symbolism is superb and visualising the motion of these beautiful words is indeed a pleasant experience. Bravo, my friend!

[Tina Kline]

The feeling of an ending comes through strongly with your words and imagery.
Another piece of excellent writing.

[highonwords]

contemplative.... terse and measured...age and the time for endings...of the cycle of life and dying and, ultimately, death....thank you for sharing :)

[Leslie Philibert]

Thanks for the kind words, and best wishes

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Provokes images of ageing and reminiscence as questions are asked about meaning.

[Leslie Philibert]

Glad you liked this, John, and regards from here

[Sami Khalil]

Great imagery and execution of hidden meanings. A sad song of farewell perhaps with the bells tolling in the distance welcoming a new season and seeing off another. Excellent, sir...:).......

[Leslie Philibert]

this is a bit of a sad poem, i`m glad you liked it.

[Sami Khalil]

Yep. You are welcome...:)....................

[jacob erin-cilberto]

when our season ends...the crows circle...and the usual suspect (we) find our final rest in the earth from which we came...dust to dust...

as we age we feel them circling...hopefully we make the most of each day.

a deep write here that finds much meaning beneath the surface.

jacob

[Leslie Philibert]

Hallo Jacob, thanks for taking the time to look at this, for me the right kind of poem for the start
of Winter, a bit depressed maybe, but I hope it has some worth.

[Richard Layne]

I really like the way you portray the images here. Your note put winter in mind and then you hit me with the image of death in snippets. The last stanza really stands out.

[Leslie Philibert]

Hallo Richard, thanks for the review and the kind words.