Occasionally you come a across a poem that you relate to on the deepest level and can't explain why. Sometimes contentment feels like nothing to me...a quick fix until that stone picks up steam and makes it way back down. Wonderful work here.
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
Thanks...just nothing is better than angst and anxiety. I don't reach for happiness anymore I just c.. read moreThanks...just nothing is better than angst and anxiety. I don't reach for happiness anymore I just crave contentment.
The end of the day, naturally, is when time can catch it`s "deep fresh " breath, when cats clean their fur and drain their minds of thought. You evoked all of the calm of "Twilight, the most bewitching of moments", Anne. Bravo. P.
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
HiYa Pete,
So good to see you and I appreciate your thoughts. Thanks so much.
Striking and beautiful imagery of my favorite hour of the day. The relief and liberation are palpable as is the ephemeral nature of all such spiritual oases. Love the image "Here in the betwixt." It's an evocative phrase that also has a nice mouth feel to it.
Couple of word choices are a little off. I'd say "blaze" is a little too much for the soft blending colors of twilight and "hewed" is probably too active a verb for what you're intending to convey. Unless you want to suggest the image of someone actively hacking away at the stone, "worn" may be more appropriate.
Very nicely done.
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
Thank you so much for your suggestions. I will change hewn/hewed- I struggled with the tense to burn.. read moreThank you so much for your suggestions. I will change hewn/hewed- I struggled with the tense to burnish. I will keep the blaze of color because the sky was filled with pinks and reds and truly was ablaze. Thank you so much for your thoughtful feedback.
11 Years Ago
In addition the sky was ablaze with color and the trees stood as dark silhouettes beside it- it was .. read moreIn addition the sky was ablaze with color and the trees stood as dark silhouettes beside it- it was a true contrast in form, much like twilight is the contrast between day and light.
Your insanity must be a better quality than mine, everything it touches becomes ragged and rough, but that just makes things easier to grab onto. Your twilight sounds like a marvelous time to be.
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
I think it depends on how long you've been insane. This particular twilight was simply magical. Than.. read moreI think it depends on how long you've been insane. This particular twilight was simply magical. Thank you for your review.
Sometimes, we just need to breath nothing, and nothing at all, dear Anne, ah your words, are intelligent, rich, and full of gorgeous metaphor.... So one with the season, and yourself in this one.
I could vividly imagine you there... and see your breath as chilly fog dancing at night...
- Elisa
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
Thank you Elisa for that lovely review. Sometimes nothing is all we need.
11 Years Ago
So true, nothing can be everything... I hear you xx
How we savor those moments which are often too far and in-between when we can just let go of the cares of the world and embrace the tranquility of such a brief time! Your words are so ever lovely and take me into the forest of "leave your cares behind" where found is a sliver of peace.
Your descriptions are beautiful and paint such lovely images!!
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
Thank you so much Sheila. We do need those serene moments.
Twilight is the time when many of us have a drink and kick back a bit, reveling in the time in between work and sleep. I enjoyed this one very much, Anne. Beautifully as written, as usual.
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