The Tenebrous of Evening

The Tenebrous of Evening

 

 

the willow weeps

with branches low,

a pendulum

sweeping

the tenebrous of evening.

Reviews

[Renata]

Tenebrous is a fine word choice.
I can picture that willow sweeping as the night closes in. Maybe it's a good metaphor for those of us that are left to do the cleaning housework late into the evening. Sometimes that makes me weep, too.
A beautiful portrait painted in just a few words.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you most kindly, Renata!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"Willow, weep for me"===Chad and Jeremy.
Love the last line...Love the entire poem.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I came upon a word, "tenebrous", unfamiliar to me, and challenged myself to write a poem defining it. I thought the image of the willow complimented it well. Thanks so much, J!

[John the Baptist]

Not exactly a celebration, this one. The willow weeps, the evening brings in a sense of gloom. Perhaps the end of life is being mourned here.

[Kelly Scheppers]

It all its gloom, it's still graceful and beautiful. Thank you, John!

[Betty Hermelee]

Hi Kelly, I like your short poems that have such grace and meaning… this weeping willow in the murkiness of night I believe is a metaphor for the dark times we face now and maybe for some time to come, well chosen words
Warmly
B🌷🌷🌷

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you kindly, Betty!

[Betty Hermelee]

Most welcome Kelly!
Warmly, B

[Sami Khalil]

An awesome message in this poem. The shadows of war are making the weeping willows cry for peace.
Stop all the madness.
We need the pendulum to swing positively.

[Kelly Scheppers]

So true, Sami. Thank you for gracing my poem with your kindness of words. Always a pleasure having you here!

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure. You are welcome

[Ted Kniffen]

and with the pendulum sweeping
the dirt neneath the willows
the lone shadows are weepimg
among the tendrils of night.

Thank you Kelly ... for I have learned a new word ... and for that I am pleased.

Well done

[Kelly Scheppers]

I felt the same way! It's a challenge for me to use a new word in a poem after it's brought to my attention. Good to have your presence here, Ted. Thank you!

[red93]

I am extremely cautious about calling anything on this Site a 'Haiku' or a 'Tanka', but this certainly has that authentic Tanka feel to it Kelly. And what is Tanka ? Tanka is what happens when you cook a Sonnet to perfection ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Kelly Scheppers]

I've never written a tanka or a sonnet, but I'll take the compliment and run with it! Thank you, my friend!

[red93]

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[Michael Sun Bear]

Very nice Kelly. Unfortunately I see a poor dog beneath the tree. We had a beautiful weeping willow in our back yard beneath which my father kept chained a poor dog he abused. The situation haunts me to this day. I have very painful memories.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Such dark connotations to be shared. Thank you, Michael.

[MCS]

Much is dark and obscure these days. Your words reinforce that feeling that leaves one in the shadows. Always an elegant read from you, my friend.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I always find warmth in your words, be it a poem or a review. You never miss. Thank you, Mary!