She glides on wings in the night

She glides on wings in the night

A Poem by An owl on the moon
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Our dreams are as real to us as life itself, but the sun can break apart the locks to our secret places…

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She glides on wings in the night,

with deafened ears and blinded sight.

Pages turn and centuries pass;

moments cease in frozen glass.

 

She walks on wings in the night,

living fantasies of faithless might.

When the light of truth floods her eyes,

her fragile body faints and dies.    

     

The devastation of desire, 

and the desecration of creation,

brings the hoofbeats of the horsemen,

and a haunting revelation.

    

Hollow, hollow is my haven,

I horrid-hear the screeching of the raven.

And now in empty solace I resign;

a solitary path in life is mine...

 

© 2011 An owl on the moon


Author's Note

An owl on the moon
“It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live." ~ Albus Dumbledore

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I absolutely love dreams like this. This totally put a spell over me and I just literally faded into your words. Its some sort of magic you practice Craig, putting people under your spells as they read your work. Fantastic, nothing short. It is truly remarkable to be able to do that. You are one of a kind my friend. =)

Posted 13 Years Ago


A very interesting and beautiful poem. You packed a lot into this poem, some thought that spring to mind are the fragility of life and people living in their dreams and asleep to life. It has a gentle feel.

Posted 13 Years Ago


As always you are weaver of magic with your words.. This is a truth we must all remember...to dream but to also live the dream... xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


Some can't live for fear of dying and this is a quote from someone or a song can't remember the source...When we face death head on and know that we can do all things even though afraid because our Redemeer liveth and there is life after death..Enjoyed reading very much..I would be able to read it better if the print was just a little larger..The small print is a problem for me...Old eyes..Sunflower

Posted 13 Years Ago


beautiful rhyming scheme...i loed how you portray the fantasy girl and then finally derive a valuable relation...one cann't resign from real life to live in dreams.

Posted 13 Years Ago


---Pages turn and centuries pass;
---moments cease in frozen glass.

---And now in empty solace I resign;
---a solitary path in life is mine...

Dear Craig - you are going down in the pages of history as one of the most wonderful poets of your time. Your poetry is always far reaching and deeply touching, full of visions and feelings, wrapped in exquisite wording. Thank you for this little delicacy...







Posted 13 Years Ago


The devastation of desire,
and the desecration of creation,
brings the hoofbeats of the horsemen,
and a haunting revelation.

Very stunning wording... a deeper take on the whole reap what you sow analogy... Keep it up Sir poet.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Craig,
I love your writing. You always seem to be able to draw the audience in and keep them in this world that you have created very effectively and pleasingly so. This is a beautiful, and sad poem. The font choice really gives to the beauty of the overall poem and I think it was a great choice.

I enjoy that your rhyme in the beginning doesn't feel forced; However, that rhyme is broken in the third stanza for all four lines. There is some internal rhyme there, but it threw me off a little because you had set that pattern up with the first two stanzas and the last stanza also follows that pattern. Also, the introdution of the speaker as "I" is a little jarring. As the audience we have no warning that we are actually looking at a poem with two characters instead of just the sorrow of the main woman.
For the repitition of the first line of the first and second stanza, I thought there would be a way for the speaker to come back to it or even for the third and fourth stanzas to have that same repitition. Also, I think it would be interesting to play with the order of your stanzas.
1st stanza,
3rd stanza
4th stanza
2nd stanza
it make an interesting contrast and makes the speaker "I" a little more expected in a way.

Hope this helps! It was a great read. I really enjoyed it.

=YourMidnightSecret=

Posted 13 Years Ago


beautifully done... of course as always. You always amaze me..

Posted 13 Years Ago


beautiful! the rhyming is coherent and the word vivid and deep.
great write!
100/100

Posted 13 Years Ago



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