I walk out in the crisp cool dusk
To the meadows up to yonder hill
With the moons silver gaze alighting my path
And the stars in the heavens mill
With a shawl draped across my shoulders
In silence I wander up there
And ponder the days and the wonders of life
With the winds blowing through my hair
And I hear the breeze whisper so gently
So soft that the words fall way
And the silhouette of the dark mountains
Seem to beckon them over to play
The horizon is nestled in pastel
The shades soon will slumber till dawn
And the lunar above hums with mystery
Like a deep deep black velvet lawn
I am drawn with an urge to be knowing
To be wise to the weave of the loom
Of the tapestry God has created
From the birth to the pass at the tomb
I am wanting forever now seeking
Perplexed by the things that I know
And longing to learn of the questions
And the answers that they will thus sow
The hills are a mirage of color
Their shades are beckoning hands
Concealing the depths of my yearning
To seek out the secrets of man
And the curtains of night are now falling
As I turn and concede to the night
But tomorrow I’ll return to this hilltop
In the stillness of dusk’s soft light
20.1.1984
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Wow, very calming. I love how you've painted this tapestry with such a wide array of media. Every word seems hand selected with delicacy and dedication. I had to close my eyes for a moment when the art ceased and appreciate the dramatic scene before me. And if that date at the end truly is the date it was written, I sit in amazement at the beauty of works that exist before I was even conceived. Your mind... is very beautiful.
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Thank you for reading. Yes, the date is when it was written. I always leave the dates on the poems now, unlike my earlier one. I have a whole folder full of poems I wrote dating back to the early 70's.
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Great!
This poem really calmed me. I feel like you have renewed my soul in a sense, because what you have here is a great reflective and pondering way of looking at your scenery. I loved this. Thank you. This helped my day, truly. I had nothing positive to say about it until now.
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Thank you so much for your comments and sorry for the late reply. Work all week keeps me too tired to come online. Shall catch up as soon as I can on your page. Thanks for stopping by.
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Very quieting.
It's a rather dreamy meditation on a very stilling location. I don't know what secrets are lost in the wind, but it most definitely feels like some truth is revealed in their being lost. Pray tell you, what date follows the work?
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Hi, mate. Thanks so much for the read and the wonderful comments. I am glad you could drop by. The date at the end is when I wrote this piece. Now, I normally leave the date attached to poems I submit.
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Hi there bloody brilliant
Ann
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Thanks for the comment. Appreciated.
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Amazing piece that draws the reader easily into it. Imagery and content excellent...mal
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Thank you so much for your comments. They are very much appreciated.
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breathtaking to say the least!!! I love this one very much. I too love the beauty and am in awe of all God has given us.
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Hi and thank you so much. Still like to know how you picked your name
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I wish i had the talent you have in painting a picture with words of rhyme. Very good.. as usual..
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Thank you so much my friend. And I wish I had your brilliant talent for your humor. I don't know how you do it!
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Beautiful
Is there not a better word I can think of,
The beauty shines through all the lines
of your words.
R. Diem
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Thank you so much, my friend. I really appreciate your kind and thoughtful comments.
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Lovely sentaments, very restful to read!
"And the stars in the heavens mill..."
I liked that line, it makes me think of those stellar night when it looks like one more gleaming star would not fit into the heavens!
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Thank you so much for the read. Written a long time ago but it still means a lot in my life. I love looking into the heavens at night and seeing all that wonderous void.
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A lovely poem. It brings to mind Jack London's "Call of the Wild." Happy trails neighbor.
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Thanks. I'll have to have a look at that.
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You're a beautiful poet, and I like the smooth transitions between the stanzas. The imagery in this one is natural and very, very admirable. I found it enchanting and haunting at the same time. It's almost as if the speaker is searching for something but isn't quite able to grasp it, as if seeking the answer to the universe but remaining content to just keep in awe of it. "And the curtains of night are now falling / As I turn and concede to the night / But tomorrow I'll return to this hilltop / In the stillness of dusk's soft light." That sounds like something meant to be studied as a legendary poet's greatest work. I really loved this one.
Brit
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Thank you so much for your wonderful words. Wouldn't it be wonderful just to know the answers just for a time. I often sit out in the night and wonder what is beyond the beyond, and where we are going. It's funny how people want to go into space but forget that we already are.
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Great!
I really enjoyed reading this poem. You have a vivid imagination. The first line captured my attention, and the last on had me wishing for more. Excellent write -
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Thank you mate. Glad you liked this piece. It was an old one.
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You amaze me...Your flow and rhyme, imagery, everything is EXCELLENT! You are a born poet....and I just love what you have written here of the wonder in the heavens and your questions....Bookmarked!
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Thank you so much, mate. Your words are treasured. Thank you so kindly for your wonderful comments.
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This is just beautiful. It really flows. I can't wait to read more of your writes.
Laura
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Thanks so much. As soon as I have caught up here, I shall be paying you a visit.
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How lovely
Wonderfully captured, vivid imageries, awesome.
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Thank you. Much appreciated.
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Great write
i love the imagery in this poem. There's something in the flow and metre than brings to mind a poem I read by Dylan Thomas. It might have been Fern Hill. It may be the line "and the lunar above hums with mystery, like a deep deep black velvet lawn" I just feel it ranks alongside lines like "Time as ticked a heaven round the stars" and "Fire green as grass". If you haven't read Fern Hill give it a go. -
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Thank you for your wonderful comments. No, I haven't read it, but I shall make a point of it.
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You have painted a very beautiful and serene picture for the mind's eye to ponder here. I love this poem! Very nice! Blessings, Patty
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Thanks, Patty.
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This is a poem I can relate to OH so well. I see the craggy spires of mountains calling me every day. Youhave captured the essence of the night, the sky and the mountains all together in this lovely poem.
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Thanks, Bob. Glad you like it. As you can see, it was written a while ago. Where I live now, we can see right over to the Dandenongs which are about 30 miles away and at night those ranges take on some beautiful colors, but also sometimes they can look so dark and deep. I see them coming home on the train after work and it is so beautiful.
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