Candlewitch

May 17, 2008 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Midnight's Fancy

on this warm evening

the night is full

of secretive eyes unseen

the stars drift

sailing through the sky

on perfect trails of moonlight

your dreamy eyes

fresh in my mind

echo of sleep's desire

silence within the dream

of your soft gentle hands

returning me to

cashmere folds of darkness

while starflowers of fiery core

dance in the heavens

in harmony for me alone

embracing me with midnight

— Candlewitch, May 17, 2008

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Northwestern Wisconsin USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Edgar Allan Poe, William Blake, Bob Dylan, Tom Petty, Carlos Castaneda, Jim Morrison, the whole of Neopoet and many more., Candlewitch

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Critiques

rider68

18 years ago

Hi Cat

This is a happier side, loved and followed it well, "But yes" the But, the last line, I'm not sure but it seems either unfinished or slightly out of cue, I will read yet again, and then talk a little more, Peter ~~~~~~~~~Creativity Is to think more efficiently~~~~~~~~~~

Candlewitch

18 years ago

Thanks Peter

For the observation, I will keep it in mind. Always, Cat

Mark

18 years ago

Cat, Hi !

This is a cool write I'm hearing 12 chimes ;) I took a second look and wonder if you could take out the me in the last line >embraced with midnight< hmm not sure but sure you are the best judge of your peoem. Thanks I enjoyed, mark

Candlewitch

18 years ago

Hey Mark

Glad you enjoyed! I will keep your suggestion in mind, right now, before surgery, I can't seem to make up my mind about nothin' Thanks for reading, Cat

Quillsvein1

18 years ago

ah

another surrealistic flow of consciousness (ordered) from you. one image here i would have given my right arm to have written: "cashmere fold of darkness". gorgeous. a moody, standoffish, poem. nice job.

Candlewitch

18 years ago

Thanks quils

It was very nice of you to tell me your observations and what you liked about the poem. Glad you liked that line. Always, Cat

professor

18 years ago

This is a

beautiful and highly sensual poem Cat. Sounds like a secret midnight lover. lol. As others I loved: cashmere folds of darkness while starflowers of fiery core dance in the heavens Always Keith

Candlewitch

17 years 12 months ago

:)

It is always nice to have you visit and comment on my work. Always, Cat

Sean

18 years ago

This poem

moved nicely, like a late night river bathed in your moonlight. I like the 'me' in the last line, as the poem speaks clearly of the 'self' that you are calling 'your.' because of that 'your' I believe 'me' fits well. Beautiful poem. Be Well, Sean

Candlewitch

17 years 12 months ago

Hi Sean

Thank you very much for your comment and explanation. It is much appreciated. Always, Cat

themoonman

17 years 12 months ago

Hi Cat...

I was sure I had commented on this one already.. wrong again.. but I'm here now... glad you are back... missed ya. dancing in the night... beautiful images relayed here Cat.. well done.. Richard

Candlewitch

17 years 12 months ago

Hi Richard

Yes, I'm back, to some degree. I'm not completely recouperated yet, but getting closer. I've missed participating here on the site and seeing all you wonderful people and partaking of each of your special talents. Thanks for stopping by. Always, Cat

Seren

16 years 11 months ago

Beauty and excellence …

Beauty and excellence ... you write beautifully Cat ... Will have a rumage again soon , dont want to read them all tonight , will hoard them like treasures to be read on nights such as this lol ... Love Jayne x x

Candlewitch

16 years 8 months ago

Dear one

Thank you Jayne. Rummage all you want, but rest often, Love, Cat