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NORDIC TWILIGHT
NORDIC TWILIGHT
In the twilight of the nordic night, the robin sings,
the dawn, now not confined to morn, in balmy
evenings soft with dew, or summer's blooms
perfuming blade and branch, in mellowed
atmosphere, suffused with wine of sweet liquors.
What peace, what breath of nocturne dreams,
secure from fears and dreaded thoughts, when
winter rips and rends this gentle nature's dress.
Fresh green and purple, white and blue, through
veils of insects, mists that rise and fall,
where petalled paths are silky walks of pink, and
woodland branches, still warm from sunny days
give off a damp like smoke, we hear the grind
of gravel, sanded stones beneath our feet,
the oozing mud, a welcome cool, the pond,
a place to bathe when colour shades turn brighter.
All becomes as the sun deems fit, and rainbow
memories are recited on each blade of grass, their
reflecting lens a magical charade of the glades,
butterflies and summer flies decorate the azure blue
of skies, where dashing swallows dive, and pollen-decked
trees strew their confetti all about, to powder lakes and
stones, peppering the spotted liliy's' throat, or gather
at the exit of quiet streams in ever eddying bubbles.
Ann. 2012.
Style / type:
Free verse
Last few words:
I can't help being me!
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scribbler
Sun, 2012-08-26 18:11
wowsers!
Hardly possible to absorb all the splindid imagery in one sitting. This is most excellent imho. Have only 4 ideas for you to try on and see if they fit :
S-1,L-4 maybe blade instead of sward
S-3, L-1 try deems instead of thinks
Last line try ever edying bubbles
and finally I think it would be more reader friendly to capitalize the start of each sentence........Now I'll go reread and tumble amid this imagery again lol..................stan
loved
Thu, 2012-08-30 03:32
In my dreams I shan't be able to
picturise...
the ecstasy you so vividly present
in my dreams
I am sure
I won't be able to
just wonderful
a Happy though belated ….Birthday ma'am on
18 August to you
Stan this is now ancient...
‘’’….I think it would be more reader friendly to capitalize the start of each’’’
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Nordic cloud
Fri, 2012-08-31 03:19
7/7
My mother was born in August, 23rd, but I was born in Midsummer, 7/7 but thank you anyway.
I wrote this poem out in a very different manner, but when it might be put into an anthology, or something like that, it has to be more neat to fit on the page; this makes the understanding of it, that stan alludes to, more difficult I admit.
Sun is shining we are off to Oslo for a days 'holiday' ha ha. Ann.
"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.
author commentloved
Fri, 2012-08-31 11:13
thanks for the response ma'am
if I recall
you had mentioned 1940
all the best have a nice holiday
sunny day in the continent
are miles away..
as it’s in Canada
just by the way..
tc ma'am
you are kind
and
a great poet
how I wish
I was too like you
some day perhaps
when we are no more
Neopoets will sing songs galore
a non poet and a lady wonder
read each other ..
Unknown ...
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Candlewitch
Fri, 2012-08-31 11:26
Dear Ann,
You describe paradise in your write! Beautifully done. And a belated happy birthday to you!
always, Cat
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Nordic cloud
Tue, 2012-09-04 02:52
I am in Paradise
It is here, it is so magical, yet blatantly real, not imagined, just perceived by my brain, not my eyes, as they cannot SEE.
Thank you Cat- and writing that word/name, I suddenly get a sad feeling as I did so love my Pingtoo cat in Devon, and it is a long time since he flew away, they are a precious as any human aren't they?
I don't mind about my birthdays, they come and go, every day is a birthday.
Off to Bonny Scotland for two weeks, och aye! loveAnn.
Takk too for the complimentary remarks from the above. Thank goodness we are all different, the world would be less interesting if we were too much alike.
"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.
author commentCandlewitch
Tue, 2012-09-04 11:52
I came to read again:
All becomes as the sun deems fit, and rainbow
memories are recited on each blade of grass, their
reflecting lens a magical charade of the glades,
butterflies and summer flies decorate the azure blue
of skies, where dashing swallows dive, and pollen-decked
trees strew their confetti all about, to powder lakes and
stones, peppering the spotted liliy's' throat, or gather
at the exit of quiet streams in ever eddying bubbles.
p.s.
I have four cats, two male and two female. the boys are Bennington (Benny), a seal point Birman, Beauregard, (Beau) a blue point Birman. The girls are; Lucy, a calico (and the light of my life.) And Vivian, a Himalayan.
enjoy your holiday!
always, Cat
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Ian.T
Tue, 2012-09-04 12:03
Ann
A Nordic dream place, that we all have one of our own, but you have portrayed yours, with a splash of colour and feelings that are eternal,
Yours Ian.T
PS:- When you go to Scotland will you see our Rosina ??
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