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Sunlight,Moonlight

Somnolent air puffed clouds
meander across an azure sky
powered along by the spring breezes

Butterflies by the score flutter by
while each bird sings his melodic song

But his is only the daylight face of the moon
the other side is night

Ice crystals hung in a blackened sky
the odor of rotting wood and leaf mold
permeates the air

Two sides to every story
two sides to every coin

Where in between the burning rays of the sun
and the ice cold stares of the moon
lay the vast plains of unexplored grey

Terror awaits to intervene into someone's
peaceful slumbered dreams
with eyes burning red they kindle the nightmare fires
talons open the clench in fitful anticipation

Phantoms awaken with banshee cries
to the alarm of rattling bones
and join the other stalkers of the night

Daylight is breaking on yonder crag
the sun now bloodstained is rising
once again the land is at rest
until dusk reveals it's surprises

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you are to me an excellent poet so I feel comfortable with making suggestions as I would in a poetry workshop.
I would drop the entire first part. The first stanzas show us your love of words, image, sounds and romanticism. They are important tools of the craft, but in this poem they do not engage me with substance. Then the telling of the two sides of stories and coins is too telling. Here is how I would suggest the poem might be considered:

In between the burning rays of the sun
and the ice cold stares of the moon
lay the vast plains of unexplored grey.

Terror awaits to intervene into slumbered dreams
with eyes burning red they kindle the nightmare fires,
talons open the clench in fitful anticipation.

Phantoms awaken with banshee cries
to the alarm of rattling bones
and join the other stalkers of the night

As daylight breaks on the distant crag-
the sun, now bloodstained, is rising!
once again the land is at rest
until dusk reveals it's surprises.

To me this opening is very compelling and poetic. The opening stanza draws us right into the mystery of the poem. It is really greatly done.
In the second stanza I removed "someones" as a distraction and "peaceful" since slumbered suggests the peacefulness and the whole increases the line to the form in the poem.
In the last stanza i removed "yonder" as it feels archaic and reaching for too much poesie and suggested distant. I changed the syntax to allow the stanza to be joined with the previous rather than start as an independent sentence.
I put some punctuation in to see if it might help. They help me often as a tool we have in poetry to add a different coherence in a poem.
I think your poem has good power, a strong vision, and I hope my suggestions are helpful!

Eumolpus
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
ee cummings

this was written to show show the transition so removing part one would defeat my purposes was
I do like and appreciate that you took the time for such an extensive comment and have considered it

author comment

If this would work as two separate writes what is your opinion

author comment

There is an abstract metaphysical metaphor you have in your head in the opening which i'm just not catching the core of. .. the first stanza we are in spring, in the fourth stanza we are introduced to ice crystals.... the two sides of everything ,,
from a personal point of view I do keep my poems and ideas well organized, and sometimes I very much get trapped in a paradox and just have problem getting the idea translated into a poem..sometimes, or mostly, I use some of the good and sharp images, (which you have several of in the first part,) in another poem... I know they are out there ready to be used. I would sit on it a while. But I love the second part as I presented it.
But just my take, as always, with honesty and respect.
..

Eumolpus
I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
ee cummings

I enjoyed the read and could sense the transition of landscape and mood ...great use of literary devices which makes it possible...

just a small query...did you mean "this" instead of "his" in line 6?
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raj (sublime_ocean)

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