Oh Starry Night!
This is a snapshot of 16Feb12's evening, which I thought to pen yet found insufficiently inspiring. Rick's comment alluding to pleasure in chill starry Winter nights (if I understood) enhanced by another breathtaking starry night this evening, I began to write from last night's perspective, unfortunately failing to communicate its wonder. You will correct me that the voice changed mid-sestet and I must concur. Yet for the moment, it seemed too good.
(sonnet # DLI)
As ev'ning entered, clouds moved in, until
Night's sky an Arctic sea in darkest blue
Seemed, dim-white ice floats ev'rywhere, yet two
Or three rare stars just twinkling 'tween, its chill
Appearance awesome, waited, silent, still.
Quite moonless, none could guess that in but few
Hours all would pass to yield that sparkling view
In sable velvet, diamonds 'rayed to thrill.
How close, nor far, they beckoned with mystique,
Nor dancing, simply poised, in glitt'ring stance
Awaiting half etern'lly; ever pique
Man's int'rest yet elude, anon entrance;
As signs from which we think to glean a peek
Ahead, and yet of what? or whom? perchance?
17Feb12
D107c
Nice winter night imageries, Jenny...absorbing rhetoric
so beautiful.... stars, they inspire creative hearts... from time immemorial!
"As signs from which we think to glean a peek Ahead, and yet of what? or whom? perchance?" Who wouldn't wish to know the answer? Yet if we do , we may love it too much giving up too easy to the things that keeps us on this life..I love the sound of your poems, I feel them as a kindly moving cradle, wonderful write, thank you for share dear friend.