A moon-lit day
End of Fall
The Sun an unseen presence
Far down south-west
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(cont.) a couple of teenage cuties came trick-or-treating a couple? of years ago at Halloween. i had to control myself! ! ! ! well, never too old to look! ! right? nice stanza # 3. (cont.)
(cont.) 1st stanza sounds nice (very) , but i'm not sure i 'get it' exactly. punctuation might help (me) . someone should put that vagrant*** breeze to work! ! *** vagrant; 1. a person without a settled home or regular work who wanders from place to place and lives by begging. literary wayfarer archaic wanderer adjective: vagrant 1. characteristic relating to or living the life of a vagrant. (cont.)
today i return for more commenting. :) moon-lit day? well, yes i've seen the moon (ours) in the daylight sky, but i think the light was mostly directly from the sun (our star) . PLUS i believe moonlight is just sunlight bounced off ot the moon's surface to light our ways some nights. ha ha. [both an aide and a hazard to burglars] (cont.)
What is happening to you Bri! ? Moon-lit day here implies daylight from a distant Sun hiding behind a cloud at the end of Fall is as soft as moonlight.
(cont.) and i think you refer to ducks or geese, but fowl is USUALLY used for chickens and turkeys and guineafowl/guinea fowl over here. fir ducks and geese I WOULD use water fowl. ok, NOW i'd better send in two parts! ! bri ;) thanks for sharing. kick me if i don't return.
In Bothel near Seattle, the place which inspired me to write this poem, they are referred to as fowl.
NOW it is #23 on 'date added' list, from most recent to most 'long ago'. 10-31-2017 is the submit date. ok, i've read it once, have some suggestions, and it's not my favorite of yours. let me get back to it to read it once or twice more and comment more.....another day probably. since i have more space to fill: i'd use broodiness OR skies brooding. (cont.)
Thanks Bri for reading the poem and giving your suggestion. I like your candor.
This poem captures the beauty of nature in all its splendor and then drift towards a surreal state hinting of the possibility that the everyday life we lead is just like a dream within a dream, within a dream. Splendid composition. Great work.
Lovely! This poem has been sprinkled liberally by the Lovely fairy! ! ! You captured the feeling of dreaming dreamy dreams- the gauziness, the whispering pleasures of them, and how autumn is a season of dreaminess. I'll try to pick out some of the verses that toppled my senses but there are so many it will be a challenge: The Sun an unseen presence- - - - - - - - - - Maples showering gold On a lengthening walkway Lovely as the Milky Way- - - - - - - - - - - - - Did the trees around Send her down With their sliding leaves? - - - - - - - - - - - Time in lethargy The skies in brood Life in slow motion- - - - - - - - - - - Their eyes lost in the sheen Of the placid pond- - - - - - - - - - - - - - Wake you dreamer Into what? Another dream? A dream within a dream? And then a dream within a dream within a dream….? Isn't life an evening of Fall Unending within a dream within a dream……? No one wakes here A dream-some nowhere - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Those last two stanzas are so Shakesperian in their effect. Bravo, my frien. Bravo! ! ! ! A herd of 10's and a spot on my fava!
Richly descriptive. Some moments are so beautiful that they look more like a dream than reality. A mesmerizing picture of an autumn evening. Times in lethargy...the skies in brood....a moment of unusual peace n serenity. So calming. You capture the moment so well and make it eternal. A dream nobody wants to wake up from. A huge 10.
This poem casts a magic spell with a few dreamy figures and a dream like ambiance! Beautifully surreal....!
It is a dream that I would like to dream about and you have described it in plain and simple lines. It feels like a dream come true indeed. Thank you.
Unseen presence of sun is beautifully seen with beauty of mind and nature. Moon in dream gives calmness. Rubbing eyes we wake up to to real beauty of nature at morning. Evening falls is life's perception. Life and death bring experience. Memories motivate mind. Wonderful dreams remain within soul. Beautiful and excellent poem is well composed...10
(cont.) i'll say the last three stanzas float off into dreamland, philosophy, symbolism, and/or whatnot; these subjects are often above me and of little interest to me, ....but i'm sure some readers will get-off*** on them. I'm SURE! ! *** get off slang (transitive with object following “get”, slang) To excite or arouse, especially in a sexual manner. ...maybe not in a sexual manner on PH! ! ! i don't think it is allowed here! ! bri :)
You are naughty, Bri!