The Waning Day

When will the dust be sanctified?

Reviews

[Rick Puetter]

Hey, Craig,

Nice to read you again. I've be almost completely absent from WC for many years. I am currently filling my time writing about astrophysics on one ot the popular Jame Webb Space Telescope sites. But the tug of poetry still pulls on my heart and I took some time this evening to read some of your work. As is typical of your work, this is very nicely done and it was greatly enjoyed by me. Anyway, nice work. Glad to make contact with you again. All my best wishes for you and your loved ones, and have a wonderful Thanksgiving.

Rick

[An owl on the moon]

Hello, Rick! So grateful you came by. I too rarely come to this space, and remember those times we were all here... lifting each other as writers. Thank you for coming back here... hope along with your amazing astrophysics writing that you'll continue your poetry too! Sending the joy of the season to you and your dear ones now.

[Rick Puetter]

Thank you, Sir. And may you holidays be happy as well. All our best wishes!

[AYVID N]

Each day begins and ends with the same wonder. What is existence but a feeling, a failing, a falling. The seasons pass, truth unrevealed, the wind blows without giving us any answers. All we can do is revel in the earth's beauty and search for reasons and answers in it. As have poets from time immemorial. This poem is so beautiful and woeful in its musings. I am touched by our fraility.

[An owl on the moon]

Dear Divya, thank you for pausing here... for reading and understanding the frail words... thank you for finding beauty here even in these shadows. So grateful.

[AYVID N]

It was wonderful to stop by. You're most welcome Dear Craig.

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Did we all leave Wonderland? I am wandering through the rabbit holes...so many doors now locked with chains and the tea party signs tucked away...no white rabbit or Cheshire smiles....just the ticking of the clock

[An owl on the moon]

Ah... Wonderland is always within us... and if not by a rabbit hole... then other doors will find their way to us... Let it rise up all around us this year dear poet.

[Seriana]

"Waiting for the stars to lace the moon"...
I imagine them much like a comforting blanket wrapping us in warmth.

The delicacy of your pieces with the pretty images is like a small keepsake around the house. Always there to tell a tiny story

[An owl on the moon]

Oh, Seriana... thank you for stopping here again. So grateful for your kindness and for your friendship over these years.

[Ciara]

A beautiful poem but the last stanza is just especially beautiful

[An owl on the moon]

So grateful for your kindness. Thank you, Ciara!

[Ladysue]

Wow this poem is pure silk. Your words so beautiful crafted as if they wrote themselves. Truly beautiful poetry..

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you so much dear Sue!

[Just Kim]

This is ever so lovely, awesome write Craig

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you so much for coming by... good to have you here again.

[Just Kim]

it is good to be back.

[Pryde Foltz]

GORGEOUS and so skilled. This is a poem a girl can stay while in. The word Dune is figuring heavily in my life this past couple days. I actually picked up the copy I have been meaning to read last night. I wonder what kind of poetry it will inspire.

I will read again before I leave your page:)

[An owl on the moon]

Appreciate you so much Pryde. Thank you for your lifting comments. And now... can't wait to see what flows through you after you begin your ascent into Dune. You'll have a way of taking every grain of sand and making it blossom.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Craig this is breath-taking beautiful! I must visit you more often! I love the line, waiting for the stars to lace the moon!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This was beautiful, Craig. It's good to see you here and posting again. I detect a note of nostalgia and longing in this piece but also a message of hope and imaginative curiosity. Your work still shines my friend. I enjoyed every word.