Where Day Unfolds Comments
As a boy I often walked
Meadows brushed with summer’s gold
Beneath the slanting sun I sought
The twilight fields where day unfolds.
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Superb. I wish there was more such poetry on PoemHunter, but this site has been invaded by the Ninjuns (as I call them) . Memorable lines: Meadows brushed with summer’s gold...Where autumn chested robin sways On cattail clumps ascending spire; ....The night swift climbs the late day breeze Staccato thrusts of wing and bone.... And watch the final fiery spears Of sunset gild the meadow blades. The burnished pink to grayness fades As Aphrodite’s star appears. Small suggestion: suddenly silent, as I pass The additional 'by' seems to affect the rhythm of this beautiful poem. There's lots more. Beautiful memorable imagery.
Beautiful poem. Excellent arrangement of words that create exquisite imagery. Loved every line
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7/25/2025 11:46:29 AM # 1.0.0
My friend....nature must bow before such a tribute! Stunning poetry in the truest sense of the word, twilight gathering herself, pausing on the fading edge of day, what a poem! !
Bill, I am so pleased you found this one, as it is one of my favorites because this is a place that holds many wonderful memories. And I wrote this at a time when I actually had time to polish it. Thank you always for your gracious encouragement, Bill.