Open Poetry #19 |
Mourning of the Night |
Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Mourning of the Night I hear the silence sing to me - The mourning of the Night; Through the darkness, a symphony Of dread-enmeshed delight. The echoes rake the forest, void Of all life would enhance; And there with Shadow, undeployed, Await deliverance. I stand to meet the muted cry With eyes half glazed and grim Understanding why it is I, That's been gifted this hymn. I turn from side to side, denote What I have always known; The world will lie, the dead will float, But I will stand, alone. Still somewhere ‘twixt the living and The non-living I fail To comprehend, to hold at hand, That but Night could avail. It seems to me pure blasphemy, This mimicry of voice; And yet I sing, by her decree, Alas, I have no choice. For through the eyes that watch me, still As death and dark as plight; I see hopes I could never fill, Wrongs I could never right. Even so, virtues unattained Have seemed to garner trust; Not to belie the unexplained, I know, simply, I must... Till forest shadows bring to me The sculptures of the dawn, Till from the echoes, finally free, The daylight lingers on; Till from the solemn faces found Within this world of light, I pull my voice, let silence sound The mourning of the Night. Michael Anderson 02/25/02 But dreams of those who dream as I, Aspiringly, are damned and die. EAP [This message has been edited by Michael (02-25-2002 05:35 PM).] |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
Oh my. This is a powerful poem. I've read it twice. I'm going back to read it again, but I thought I'd just let you know now, this is good. Nan |
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ctowen Member Elite
since 2001-10-18
Posts 2286Green Mountains of VT |
The night appears to hold great depths for you ... its silence as first light appears does hold a mystical moment. An excellent write Michael. |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Till from the solemn faces found Within this world of light, I pull my voice, let silence sound The mourning of the Night. Wow, this is an exceptional piece of work. Enjoyed. Chris Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
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strbbux Member Elite
since 2001-12-19
Posts 3859 |
Michael this is so wonderfully written. A wonderful touching poem and done so very well. floria Floria |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
The mourning of the Night - Perfect. Of dread enmeshed delight. - Should be "dread-enmeshed" note hyphen. Still, cool usage! echoes rake the forest - sweet. LOVE this line, love it. Amazing lines there at the beginning, tightened up with emotion toward the end. One of your better pieces as far as i'm concerned. Love it Mike - know what you said about not writing enough? yeah... Peace, C |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
The echoes rake the forest, void Of all life would enhance; And there with Shadow, undeployed, Await deliverance. I stand to meet the muted cry With eyes half glazed and grim Understanding why it is I, That's been gifted this hymn. I turn from side to side, denote What I have always known; The world will lie, the dead will float, But I will stand, alone. Still somewhere 'twixt the living and The non-living I fail To comprehend, to hold at hand, That but Night could avail. ====================================== For through the eyes that watch me, still As death and dark as plight; I see hopes I could never fill, Wrongs I could never right. ==================================== Till forest shadows bring to me The sculptures of the dawn, Till from the echoes, finally free, The daylight lingers on; Till from the solemn faces found Within this world of light, I pull my voice, let silence sound The mourning of the Night. ====================================== So many lines stood out...so many images impress...as does the emote and cadence... this must be read aloud to do it true justice...and that last verse is worth its weight in poetic gold. Classic M poetry...a masterpiece of melancholy and melodics. "Never made it as a wise man couldn't cut it as a poor man stealin Tired of livin like a blind man sick of sight without a sense of feelin" [This message has been edited by Janet Marie (02-25-2002 05:30 PM).] |
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NewEnglandlazurlu Member Rara Avis
since 2002-01-04
Posts 7470A Mountain Paradise |
WOW! This is a truly amazing piece of writing. Congratulations, I am so impressed. Hugs, Marti " My wrinkles are badges of courage and reveal that I am a Mother." |
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PanDol Senior Member
since 2000-03-11
Posts 1245USA |
Micahel, you never cease to amaze me! Excellent! [This message has been edited by PanDol (02-25-2002 04:48 PM).] |
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Irie Senior Member
since 1999-12-01
Posts 1493Washington State |
Hey Michael, I've been away from PIP for some time now. I return, and there sits on the top, this piece, of course leaving me in awe. I too love the line, "echoes rake the forest". Such a dramatic image I see. I have to agree with both Chris and JM on your efforts and success with this piece. Bravo Michael ~Sheri |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Christopher, thanks for the catch – too bad my grammar check didn’t catch that , what’s a guy to do at four in the morning anyway? Sheri, nice to see you again, also. I don’t make it here that often anymore either – glad we happened to cross this time. Everyone else, sincerest thanks for the kind comments. Michael |
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Poet deVine
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since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
How many times can one person write a perfect poem? I don't know, how many poems have you written Micheal? Not that all of the are perfect (darn near it though). This is one of the bestest of the perfect ones! |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Thank you for this Beauty... |
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Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
*Applause* |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Michael, I like the thoughtful tone to this, and the whisper of hope. Corinne |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Michael, you can weave a flavor into a poem as few can. It is a gift...thanks for sharing... |
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