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Souvenir to a summer night


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Souvenir to a summer night

 

As the evening calls upon us

and silently the houses fade into darkness

the forest comes to life:

 

the marbled moonlit trees, as monuments, face upwards

and several leaves drop softly upon the grass at their feet.

 

The woods buzz out their dreams, while

crimson shadows reel on the outskirts of the city—

 

As the drunken body of time oozes out with pain

I wonder if moonlight ever gleams over the wings of an angel.

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goldenlangur

Hi summayya,

 

 

You've got beautiful imagery here. Love the way you contrast the light and shadows in the "forest" and "wood" and the "city". These lines are particularly striking:

 

summayya wrote:

 

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crimson shadows reel on the outskirts of the city—

 

As the drunken body of time oozes out with pain

 

The questioning in the final line gives it an enigmatic note:

 

"I wonder if moonlight ever gleams over the wings of an angel."

 

A moment of solitary contemplation, laden with unexpressed hopes and dreams?

 

 

goldenlangur

goldenlangur

 

 

Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.

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summayya,

 

As Golden said this poem has beautiful imagery. I particularly like the verbs used in it, very precise.

The concluding stanza got me thinking, too.

 

Enjoyed it. Thanks,

Lake

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Hi summayya, This poem has wonderful imagery. I love the contrast between the city and the forest, very subtle, blending.

 

I live on the edge of a forest and I can hear the buzz.... I can look far to the east and also see the crimson shadows of the city... I love these lines.

 

summayya wrote:

 

The woods buzz out their dreams, while

crimson shadows reel on the outskirts of the city—

 

Its as if you came to visit me. icon_biggrin.png

 

~~Tink

~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

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Hello Summayya,

 

What a fine poem and how very Traklesque! This one is very much to my "taste" icon_razz.gif: the layout, line breaks, and punctuation are perfect, and the summer imagery delights throughout. The title fits, too.

 

Certain things about poems cause me to make certain associations in my mind. This poem and its title make me think of a certain purple candle called MIDSUMMER'S NIGHT. The candle is made by the Yankee Candle Company, and the poem brings to mind its color, its fragrance, and its name. In turn, the poem and the candle make me think "Midsummer Night's Dream," icon_lol.gif ... though I have never read that. icon_redface.gif (But I do like its title!) icon_lol.gif

 

Please send more poems this way!

 

Tony

Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic

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Aleksandra

Summayya I especially like the first and last part:

 

As the evening calls upon us

and silently the houses fade into darkness

the forest comes to life:

 

As the drunken body of time oozes out with pain

I wonder if moonlight ever gleams over the wings of an angel.

 

Also the title of this poem Souvenir to a summer night sounds wonderful.

 

Aleksandra

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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Thank you for your wonderful comments everyone.

 

It been long and hard as far as writing poetry goes for me and its really making me stretch... icon_rolleyes.gif

 

I am really grateful to you guys and gals for your readings and comments.

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