Join the Neopoet online poetry workshop and community to improve as a writer, meet fellow poets, and showcase your work. Sign up, submit your poetry, and get started.

Night

Night

Glorious moon, with your beautiful light,
I love the way you awaken the night
How Shadows all, lengthen and merge
And songs of the evening softly converge

Just as you wait for sunset’s last breath,
Darkness covers her slowly, devours her death

All the night long, you trace a line of infinite age
A path set beyond eons on a preordained stage

Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words: 
Any and all critiques are welcome. I also like to know what you feel or come away with after reading.
Editing stage: 

Comments

Beautiful imagery. Left me with a feeling of peace Nice wording good write

Chrys

check out our chat room open to all 24/7

Twilight is relaxing.
I'm glad you liked the poem and i appreciate your time to read!

author comment

I would use the word hastens, instead of devours. I liked the peaceful scene, it's one I have often looked upon and thought restful.
~ Geezer.
.

There is value to commenting and critique, tell us how you feel about our work.
This must be the place, 'cause there ain't no place like this place anywhere near this place.

lol...I wrote a response...and it went missing! I'm sure had something to do with the fact...It is only Monday!
Yes..twilight is serene, but as it fades, there is sometimes an underlining sense of sinisterism. Thus...devour. Then the parade of the moon..and its continued route across the sky.
Dang it..I wrote more, can't remember what it was thou!

author comment

something to do with it being Monday, but I suspect that it has more to do with the gremlins! We have them here, you know? They are related to the ones that turn the car radio up to ear pounding levels, when you park the car. It happens to me all the time. Hey, maybe there's a poem here somewhere.
~ Gee.
.

There is value to commenting and critique, tell us how you feel about our work.
This must be the place, 'cause there ain't no place like this place anywhere near this place.

Why, yes. I can see gremlins up to all kinds of no good. They love being out causing havoc. Sinister little boogers!

author comment

So good to see another rhyming poet lol. Your descriptions are spot on but I am uncertain if you are trying to deliver a deeper meaning

would be correct! There is...for me. Now everyone else may not get the same feelings as i.
Please read my response to geezer. Fits your question.
Thanks for the welcome and your time to read. Much appreciated
~Tonya

author comment
(c) Neopoet.com. No copyright is claimed by Neopoet to original member content.