The Black-Wit Reveller

Words will fall like leaves on a windy autumn day. It's a party.

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Published in Strays. Available on Amazon.

Strays is a collection of two extended narratives and more than forty love-themed poems, exploring the meaning of romantic love while we have it and attempting to find the healing after its loss. Found within these pages is the short story Gutter Dog, the novelette Ginni, and the poems False Skin, the Boy Who Wore Clothes, and the Black-Wit Reveller.

Reviews

[Melchor Tredente Niera]

By nature, "The Black-Wit Reveller", awesome as it is, possesses nothing but the sublime genius of a poetic mind. J. Keats should amass a mountain of delights by way of this--will love this piece as I do.

[Pryde Foltz]

Such kind words. Thank you ever so much, Melchor.

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

Stunning... this is poetry at it's best. My pen has great difficulty describing nature so beautifully. I have a great deal of respect for what you've done in this piece!

[Pryde Foltz]

Oh, thank you, PH. I am so glad you enjoyed. It is mutual admiration society between you and I.

[Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)]

I'm honored to be able to affect such talented hands in any kind of way. It's very much mutual!

[Rita L. Sev]

Beautiful color imagery and wonderful action in this piece, Pryde. Though my favorite season is autumn, I especially liked your descriptions of spring:
dressed in daffodil and verdant green
budding arbour blossoms flowing from your hair...

Very nice!

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you, Rita. Awdly...lol...my favourite season is fall too. Imagine that another thing we have in common.

[Joyce S. Greene]

A colorful, exciting journey through the seasons, Pryde. Winter is definitely not my favorite season, but your description of Nature and Winter waiting out the night captured my imagination and made it sing:

They await out the night under a blanket of ivory, silent, bereft, and wondering
wrapped in an crepuscular, cold embrace, somehow still inviting

Very well done!

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you, Joyce. Yes, here winter is like the dark poet we know is no-good but we fall all the same.

[Joyce S. Greene]

We must live in the same part of the world, Pryde. I have lived in a more northern clime than where I live now, but not warm or snow-free enough for me, by far! I am smiling at your comment - I take care not to fall but when the ground gets icy it's hard not to!

[Pryde Foltz]

hahahahahaha

[Joyce S. Greene]

Enjoy your evening, Pryde.

[Pryde Foltz]

You too, ma Cherie.

[Mittens]

As the resident poetry simpleton on this site, I feel that it's my duty to inform you how good this one is; if I'm reading it and thinking it's intelligent, descriptive, and, on a personal level, sums up my grumpy feelings about winter, then you know you have something special here.

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you, Matt. But be careful; once upon a time, I didn't write poetry either, and then I started up on this site and now I'm addicted. ;)

[SyberRose]

Carmine, amber, titian; vermillion, russet, citron--flushed

Enjoyed those colors and the flamboyant party of words you have penned...one of my favorites Pryde...Rose

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you, Rose.

[Coyote Poetry]

Great description of nature. I like how you dressed her up and then allowed to rest. Fall had just begin. Most of us are wishing for Spring knowing the cold of winter is coming. I enjoyed the poem. Myths are my favorite. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you, Coyote.

[Trace]

I woke this morning to a refreshing chill in the air and the news telling us that Autumn would arrive at 4:44pm on the 22 on Sept. But, all that information means nothing compared to the beautiful poetry I am thrilled to read about the change of the seasons. This is one of the most beautiful poems I have read about those changes and makes me look even more forward to natures colorful displays. Thank you for your wonderful poem and for making my morning coffee a little more enjoyable. Trace

[Pryde Foltz]

You are most welcome, Trace. Thank you for you must lovely review.

[OTownPete]

When I read these descriptions I hearken back to my youth in New England where we actually had four distinct seasons. Nicely rendered my friend. Your friend in words, Pete

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you, Pete. I live in Vancouver and we also get four seasons, but winter is rainy rather than snowy.

[Jack...]

I adore the change of seasons, the scents, the colors, the feel of the air and the changing of everything to new. You have captured these feelings Pryde, with a beauty that brings nature to bloom more beautifully than Mother Nature herself.

This has to be my favorite of yours to date...loved this.

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you, Jack. That means a lot.