Night and Day

I was inspired to write this after reading a few early sonnets. I had tried to make this a sonnet also, but it didn't turn out like that.

Day and Night Category: Writing and Poetry Daylight cast an early glance. The night was huge and bold.  Till' at last upon by chance, Hues strew their grey and gold. Out long wings, struck far and wide.  Light for night time is grown.   Over hills aloud she cried:  'I'm here, Darkness! I'm home!' -  'Silent tempest,heavens grace!  When did it come to bare,  That a once-familiar face,  Will dance rings in your hair?'- 'A glimpse beyond night', said she,  Brought me- to- you this day. Still, I must return to be,  But love for you will stay.   She flung her chariot door,  And they danced with all might.   She vowed another no more.   He leapt to flee the light.   A bright orb, to sea was cast,  Dwelt pertubation deep.   The prince took his seat at last,  She fled across the sea.

Reviews

[Skye Fields]

Love it. "'I'm here, Darkness! I'm home!'" is the best thing I've read for a long time. There's such unbridled joy in that line, and it perfectly captures the sunrise. The second-to-last stanza seems to lose the zesty meter the rest of the poem had--maybe work with that a little bit? Other than that, I have no suggestions. Beautiful piece.

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you may not have created a sonnet, but it is still a wonderful descriptive piece of writing well penned

[Samuel Dickens]

I'm poorly qualified to offer much critique of poetry, but I do know what I like, and I like this. Highly visual and metaphor-rich, it chronicals so simple a thing as sunrise eloquently.