Far, over the monstrous gray summits
As dusking shadows crept stealthily on,
When night had turned more stygian
And glow worms had begun throwing flickers of light
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i would have loved being a fly (or cicada) on the wall of that secret chamber, ..........as long as there were fly swatters around. thanks for sharing. i won't tell your husband about........well..........you know. bri :) ok, i couldn't resist. i looked up Morpheus and found this: Morpheus is a god of dreams who appears in Ovid's Metamorphoses. Morpheus has the ability to take any human form and appear in dreams......valsa, he looked like me, right? ?
A Great write. Each lines are beautifully depicted. In a very cool and calm way how a soul is lured into eternal bliss. If such is beautiful way to go to sleep chamber, how beautiful the sleep will look like. Really you have portrayed it so beautifully, I feel like visiting the Sleep's chamber atleast once in life time. I just loved it. I read it thrice to get its deeper meaning.
I love your opening stanza! I counted the lines - 18 - with which you sustained the image of night for our delight! And the language is gorgeous WHEN THE NIGHT SKY HAD THUS TURNED/INTO A RARE CONFIGURATION OF LIGHT AND SHADE/WHEN IN THE WEST WAS SHINING A SOLITARY STAR... There is something absolute in your evocation of the Night - it is that fulfilling. Your second stanza brings in the narrative element and it too is wonderful. But it's the evocation of the night setting in stanza one that WOWS me. Great poem.
Most beautiful poem Valsa. Lord of sleep taking one to most secret of his chamber is a blessing like no other. Loved the poem specially the last para.
A verbal beauty feasting on diction apt and imagination unique, I too feel like Daine and rate this poem as one of your very best till date.Thank you Valsa madam for this share.
A deep whirlwind of a dream in a sleeping chamber! Deep emotions in blissful ecstasy in the arms of a dream-lover! Vivid expressions so poetically written! Great write!
So wonderfully composed with powerful lines and beautiful rhyme I felt as if I am caught in fairy skies, fairy isles and fairy oceans......great imagery.........Valsa....... 10/10
Beautiful poem with great word power and imaginations. The last paragraph and going to fairly isles very interesting.
How wonderful! I am taken into a magical journey in skies and lands I do not know. And my imagination is running wild. Great poetry!
Suspended in a semi stupor and swooning in an ecstatic state. That dusk is enchantingly described. Thank you.
must say Valsa the night is painted in incredible imagery, creating a perfect space for the lovers' sojourn.
By the indulgent grip of his masculine hands He took me on his wings to chartless oceans and fairy isles And finally to his secret chamber for a date Making me swoon in secreted ecstasy! I am often naughty but not beautiful, when a woman becomes naughty she is a model for great artists. It; s not an easy poem that can be understood in a single reading. I read it many times and now I say it's a work of art.
No one and nothing can create mood, ambiance like a great poet. No, movie set can do what the poet can with just mere words, but gifted at a that. Valsa, the poetical and pictorial atmosphere you have created here is sheer beauty, a gift of peace for the soul., a touch of poetic genius.