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My Reverie

I left the path, and walked to cliff’s edge, this rugged landscape an imposing sight. Pallets of umber, crimson and jade, a twisting river in canyon’s bottom snakes its way to oxbow and disappears. A strange quiet possesses the hills, bunches of boulders sit atop bluffs reaching for sky like blunt fists, whispers of wind climb to drifting clouds. I sit very still, inhaling scents of moss and twilight. Streaks of lichen on lips of stone lend softness to the robust scene. A near dead pine leans over the cliff, bare trunk split by lightening fingers, twisted roots like spindly legs, clutching. Shadows feeding on light stretch across the tundra as night slowly wraps itself around this craggy beauty. I succumb to sounds of quietude. An eerie sensation envelops me, intuitive understanding of ages past. Hushed voices hover aloft Chanting of gods and mankind Alive in my reverie

Copyright © April 2006 marilyn terwilleger


This Poem was Critiqued By: Nancy Ann Hemsworth On Date: 2006-05-02 17:56:45
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.80952
I love descriptive poetry, and this is no excepting! what wonderful images you give the reader in your detailed descriptions of the landscape. Beautiful word choices here "Streaks of lichen on lips of stone lend softness to the robust scene." as all through the piece. The end stanza gives a undetected twist, making this come alive and layering it. I love the mention of the "gods" and "spirits" and mankind. When I read this line I could almost here them, in the wind in your reverie.


This Poem was Critiqued By: Jordan Brendez Bandojo On Date: 2006-04-25 23:16:33
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.86364
Hi Marilyn, I think I have come across with this one before so let me savor its wonderfulness (is this the right word - wonderfulness?) again. Yes, I found this poem wonderful with the height of your reverie. Wonderful adjectives and descriptors are abounding! The twisting river in canyon’s bottom, the oxbowing of the snakes, boulders reaching for sky like blunt fists, and so on! So many wonderfull tangible images. I think this is what reverie is all about, huh! I can relate this to my poem "Trance" where I also have a lot of daydreaming. ,smile> Thank you very much for sharing this with us. Jordan
This Poem was Critiqued By: Thomas H. Smihula On Date: 2006-04-19 05:41:16
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
You show earth's colors and shape in the river very vividly in the first stanza. It makes me think of the Grand Canyon. In the second you give the reader the feeling of meditation. In the third you select a part of the scene and focus on natures wonders. You follow it up in the next two stanza's with the thought that the scene has placed within yourself. Well done and an enjoyable read. Thanks for sharing. Thomas
This Poem was Critiqued By: Jennifer j Hill On Date: 2006-04-14 08:59:33
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Hi Marilyn, As far as I'm concerned this is the next best thing to being there. So many wonderful descriptions. Such beauty,immenseness, everywhere you look is God's bounty. My fav part is: "A strange quiet possesses the hills, bunches of boulders sit atop bluffs reaching for sky like blunt fists, whispers of wind climb to drifting clouds. I sit very still, inhaling scents of moss and twilight." I close my eyes and I can picture the scene. My fav kind of poetry is free verse nature poetry. This definaely fills the bill. Thanks for sharing this. Best, JEnnifer
This Poem was Critiqued By: Lora Silvey On Date: 2006-04-14 00:06:57
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.11111
Marilyn, This is really quite graphic. Is this one of the one's you penned sometime back. The reason I'm asking, is because the style you use now is much tighter than this poem seems to be. I enjoyed the visuals, wonderful journey you've taken us on...and yes, in the stillness the reverence comes through. Thank you for sharing this with us. Best always, Lora
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