Spun Silk

Life...

Silent satin answers

through my window swim

senses reel electric

strength that doth seep in

Clouds of spun silk willow

drawn of lives and love

liquid silver background

white and feathered doves

Placid waters shining

blue the hue on high

ever green enrichment

clouds pass slowly by

Reviews

[Jack...]

There is something very soothing about this piece today. Teminds me of sitting utside on a summer night watching the stars roll by, hearing the cicadas singing in the background and feeling the coold evening breeze upon my skin. Very peaceful indeed.

[Wendy Karasin]

Thank you Jack, your kind words are much appreciated. I felt tranquil and peaceful when writing it, so you picked right up on that!

[Wolfwind]

This was beautiful! You spun a wonderful flow of sensory images and visual definition.

The first stanza reminds me of what it might be to look out from one's bedtime abode and see if living upon a bluff that overlooked the night lights of a large metropolis. I do wonder if you meant to use the word "reel" on purpose? If you were intending it to be taken as a reel, like a movie reel, than that works. If you were meaning it to be "real" as in that stone is real because I can touch it, than you would need to change the spelling.

The second stanza is a dazzling show for the minds eye to dive into. For me that stanza brought an image of a world of peace and blue sky, where the birds of love always have a mate and nothing exists with course edges. The thought of a movie screen also came to mind with that stanzas third line.

The final stanza once again brings the feeling of peace and serenity. As if one has their feet out infront of them and the back against a tree and are simply taking in the refreshing calm of a small lake and the sky reflecting upon it.

Overall, I really enjoyed reading this poem. It left me with a sense of beauty and tranquility. Two Thumbs Up!

Aaron - Wolfwind

[Wendy Karasin]

I must say Aaron, in taking the time to really consider the poem, you hit its meaning on the mark, better than even I could have. I did mean reel (although I love that you brought that up)
as in my senses were reeling, like a fishing rod spinning. And I am inwardly a person of tranquility
and peace (not always outwardly). I see the world as a safe and beautiful place, which is my strength and weakness, simultaneously. Thanks for commenting.

[Wolfwind]

You're welcome! =) Now that you mention "reel" in terms of the fishing rod, I can see the connection within the context. My fathers big into fishing and so that term has a narrow canotation in my every day associations with it. I think by using that way, it creates an stanza that can mean more things to more people. When I saw the word, the first thing that came to mind was a reel of copper wire... like power lines... That's what led me to think about electricity and the view of a glowing city.

[Wendy Karasin]

My son is also a big fisherman. I like both (all?) the explanations, our minds are imaginative, creative, baskets filled with so much...it's humbling. I like your glowing city concept.

[Chris]

pretty image and nice tones

[Wendy Karasin]

Thanks Chris. It's odd, I'm resurrecting my poetry (from decades past) on this site. It's easier than typing out full chapters. And fun.