Midnight Eyes

During a trek through a frigid woodland,

something flashed before my eyes, white,

ripping me from silent solitude,

an owl starkly contrasted against the earthen tones,

I watched, devoted and inquisitive of this enigma

as its claws touched down just before me,

midnight eyes fixated on my own, motionless,

my feet fastened to the soil beneath,

I struggle to pull myself free, to reach beyond the barrier,

while the creature continued to stare, in such silence

that I was sure I must have been deafened,

my fingers outstretched, straining,

longing for just one connection, however brief,

and with the distance scant between,

its wings spread in blinding light, vanished,

restoring my solitude

by Brittany Zedalis in Dead Snakes Poetry 

Author's Note

http://deadsnakes.blogspot.com/2015/07/brittany-zedalis-two-poems.html

Reviews

[BlackPrince]

I like how you portray here a brief encounter with an owl whose eyes you so poetically call midnight eyes.
The eyes of owls are quite famous the world over for their circular and wide appearance. Owls are even the subject of many superstitious beliefs in some cultures.

But I also like how you resumed with your time in solitude after a brief encounter with 'Midnight eyes'.

WELL DONE

[Brittany Zedalis]

Thank you! I wrote this during a time in my life where I felt like everything was changing all at once, and writing this helped me cope. Thank you again so much for stopping by!

[Peyton Light]

Wow. Stunning. Very vivid :) I could really picture everything going on. Great job :)

[Brittany Zedalis]

So sorry this took me so long. Thank you for reading!

[Ruth]

This is wonderfully written Luna, the owl is such a majestical creature of old ways and wisdom, the atmosphere to this piece is brilliantly done :)

[Brittany Zedalis]

Thank you! Sorry it took me so long to see this!

[Leadfoot Callahan]

Your poetry is beautiful and evocative.

[Brittany Zedalis]

Thank you so much! Life got busy so I'm sorry this took me so long, lol!

[dan]

Luna, Came back for a second sitting, an admirer staring at a piece of art. Speaking of pieces of art, if you would like to seen a picture that would fit very well with this piece, go to Bing images and search 'rush fly by night' a lightly colored owl with eyes THIS BIG. Just if you have time.......take care-dan

[Brittany Zedalis]

I just looked up that photo and wow what a beautiful piece of art. And thank you for returning to this piece. I'm very proud of this one.

[dan]

As you should be. take care...dan

[paul sal.....]

There are a number of different ways to interpret this poem, so i am not going to try. I am curious though, what was the owl not saying outloud but implied none the less, i am thinking the "I" in the poem perhaps does not enjoy the solitude..........thought provoking poem..................

[Brittany Zedalis]

The "I" was not a fan of the solitude, in that you are correct. But sadly we all must endure solitude at some point in our lives. Thank you for taking the time to read.

[paul sal.....]

so: what was the owl thinking?

[Brittany Zedalis]

The owl wasn't thinking anything. I wrote this during a time when something very important in my life was ripped away from me, and due to that event I was feeling like I was hopeless and couldn't control anything around me and was completely alone. Combining those feelings and my touching an owl when it landed in my front yard when I was a kid, this poem was the result.

[thundershine]

It sounds like a dream. Love the title!

[Brittany Zedalis]

Thank you very much!

[mattavelli]

That's an interesting meeting. You describe the scene well. Thanks for sharing.

[Brittany Zedalis]

I appreciate the read, fellow writer. :)

[SyberRose]

My kind of poem...loved Midnight Eyes...very creative...SyberRose

an owl starkly contrasted against the earthen tones,
I watched, devoted and inquisitive of this enigma
as its claws touched down just before me,

[Brittany Zedalis]

Thank you, Syber!

[R Smith]

Hi Luna I had to come visit after your great review of my poem and i'm astounded by this one its like a dream scene, if i were sleeping now i could be in this picture, that's how it feels, the description is beautiful and the fascination of the owl's eyes locked on to yours was spellbinding, the lines of his silent stare making you believe you are deaf are the best part for me, it would happen if it were a dream, then suddenly the owl is gone and you resume that solitude, the great light vanished and you were at peace, almost the stillness of coming out of meditation, its brilliant writing, thank you :)

[Brittany Zedalis]

Wow, thank you for such an awesome review. Yours is one of the best responses I've gotten.

[R Smith]

you are welcome, it was worth it a really great write by you :)