Amy, I can't believe that I didn't comment on this poem earlier! The phone must have rung or something! LOL! This is one of my all time favorite poems. You have written with such skill and beauty using images that carry me away as I read. Absolutely wonderful! What a treasure this poem is!! Thank you for creating it.
Beautiful and stable with the continuous a,b,a,b rhythm and 8 syllable lines (although I did find 9 syllables in (counting spaces) lines 14 & 28). Thank you for sharing your work. May the Lord bless and keep you. My He shine His face upon you and give you peace. Best wishes.
*sigh* As I read, my computer screen faded away and instead I was sitting on a front porch in a rocking chair with a glass of lemonade enjoying the view of "evening coming of age." How beautiful. Please keep writing! God has given you a marvelous gift! Pure enjoyment! Thank you!
What a beautiful poem. I too wish I could paint, but the words you use to describe the dusk gives the impression that you are a painter. If not with the brush, certainly with your words.
Beautifully done, Amy. An artistic eye and great word choices. Just love these lines: Then guide a swath of deepest blue/In which a tiny star would wink. Yeggy
Painting with words Amy. Beautiful. I'm not usually into poetry, but I appreciated this. I especially like "At dusk, when evening comes of age" nice line!
:) Karen
What a breathtaking job you've done painting with your pen Creation’s blush upon the page. To see that peek of heaven yet to be my home ... what a blessing.
