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Moonlit Night

Summer sun rubs    The window pane As dusty memories    Wrapped in cellophane Flit like larks in    un-curtained sky Enchanted youth gone in     The tic of an eye I sit within fire    Of blazing light Awaiting the brilliance    Of a moonlit night

Copyright © April 2006 marilyn terwilleger

Additional Notes:
You know I am posting old poems....but this one is new


This Poem was Critiqued By: Dellena Rovito On Date: 2006-05-06 16:07:50
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.50000
Hi Doll! Hhope your bright moonlit night holds promise! You must go kick up your heels.......it's time to enjoy the rest of your life! Theres so much more to come..... ' Loved this moment in time. Dellena


This Poem was Critiqued By: Jennifer j Hill On Date: 2006-04-27 10:59:49
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Hi Marilyn, A new poem of yours and it certainly doesn't disapoint! This is dazzling! I had to laugh because the title is "Moonlit Night" and I was all ready for one of your gorgeous descriptions of same and then you start with 'Summer sun'. :) What an awesome starting line! "Summer sun rubs". The allit with the assonance beautiful. And from there it gets even better with the imagry and very fresh rhyming. Dusty memories wrapped in cellophane!!!! Love that image--sounds like a memory wrapped up like salt water taffy. lol A little piece of sweet candy for the mind. This piece is so eye catching. I loved experiencing every nuiance of it. Blessings, Jennifer
This Poem was Critiqued By: Joanne M Uppendahl On Date: 2006-04-17 19:37:18
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Marilyn: You captured me in the title, already. Your first line is like a massage. The ‘uh’ sounds and sibilants induce a state of relaxed awareness. The ‘window pane’ suggests ‘widow pain’, at least it does to me, and dust and cellophane telegraph a sense of tender melancholy. Reverie with bittersweet remembrance – a minor chord in music to my ear. Though the memories ‘flit like larks’ they are elusive in the un-curtained sky. I thought about this term, ‘un-curtained’ and concluded that it seems as though a giant hand had taken down or drawn back the curtain, as if life were a play, and the curtain which opens before it had been removed as the play has concluded, the theatre empty. The poem’s tone is elegiac; what was once enchanted and seemingly to last forever has vanished. Clever ‘tic of an eye’ instead of the tick of a clock. The clock’s sound vs the slight spasm suggested by the tic – amazing parallelism. The verbs you use – rubs/flit/sit/awaiting – suit the poem’s reflective mode. While it is yet day, as the speaker is within the sunlight, she awaits the night. A suggestion of the longed-for presence of the one who is missing, with whom the speaker shared youth and memories. The liquid sounds of the doubled l's in 'cellophane/brilliance' are very effective, and the internal rhymes are wonderful. Very evocative – beautifully written – and brought a sting to my eyes, once more, as your poetry often does. I love this. Thank you for writing a new one. I hear a new voice emerging, and look forward to more. Though there is sadness in the poem, there is also hope for reunion. I believe in this with my whole heart. My very best always, Joanne
This Poem was Critiqued By: Nancy Ann Hemsworth On Date: 2006-04-16 19:31:17
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.66667
I just love the metaphores you use here and the flow of the poem. Great images and wonderful word choices..nice "w" and "m" sounds along with the smooth and soft "s"..and again in the repeative "l"..makes this little piece sing.
This Poem was Critiqued By: Jordan Brendez Bandojo On Date: 2006-04-15 16:25:56
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Hi Marilyn, I just have a nice read on this one and it left me a smiling face. So much personification so that I feel alive. (got a slight fever and cold)...I will also be reposting my old works as I have no time to create one these days...kinda busy with my work and family. Take care... Jordan
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