Tonya

Apr 27, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

A Slight Alteration

The Night opens

He swallows me whole

Welcomes me as one of his creatures

That roam unknown

Shadows and silver

He cools my blood

With his sunless day;

Leads me to a forest pool

Filled with imagination

And promises of wonder

I slip into its surface, a mirror

Flecked with bits of wishes,

My outer layers are flayed,

Dissolved and voided

Into meaningless weight

I am transformed,

Reborn and sleek;

Kaleidoscope eyes

That allow me to see

Into all of Nights’ color

Long ribbons of light

Shimmer and stretch, as if

Seeking the far bank,

I reach; wrap them ‘round

and this new form quietly glows

4.27.2009

— Tonya, Apr 27, 2009

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faerybeki

17 years 1 month ago

Tonya, just found this one

Tonya, just found this one in the stream, so glad I did :) A wonderful poem, full of gorgeous imagery, there's someting almost weightless about it, leaving me feeling quite floaty. Awesome stuff, much love b x

Tonya

17 years 1 month ago

Thank you Faerybeki

Kinda the thought i was going for! I look out into the night, and see the shadows, wondering what little creatures are out and about that i can't see... and maybe, what else might be out there. lol. Where ever there is the unknown, that is sometimes a place where we can really let our imagination free. I am really glad you enjoyed the poem. something light! Thanks Again, always Sincere, Tonya

themoonman

17 years 1 month ago

Tonya...

Slippin into your alternate skin... for night prowlin...? loved it... Richard

Tonya

17 years 1 month ago

heehee....dang it

Richard, you have discovered one of my secrets! Thank you sir. I am pleased you liked the poem. Always sincere, Tonya

deelilah

17 years 1 month ago

Dear Tonya

By the time I read this several times, I was left quite breathless and wondering. I can relate to these out there images about night, because I drive at night and don't have much else to think about. 'He cools my blood With his sunless day; Leads me to a forest pool Filled with imagination And promises of wonder I slip into its surface, a mirror Flecked with bits of wishes, My outer layers are flayed, Dissolved and voided Into meaningless weight' These two verses are fabulous--'flecked into bits of wishes' gets a 5. Always, Deelilah

Tonya

17 years 1 month ago

The night...

such a mysterious time of a day. I really enjoy just standing outside, after dark, and listening. Everything is what it is, yet altered by the shadows and moonlight. 'star light, star bright, first star i see tonight, i wish i may i wish i might have this wish i wish tonight'... would it not be nice to take little bits of all those wishes we have made upon seeing the the first star of the evening, and sprinkle them about? Thank you so much for such a lovely comment. I'm really pleased you enjoyed it. Always Sincere, Tonya

themoonman

17 years 1 month ago

Tonya...

It wouldn't let me edit my vote in, but it's fine, I was here to read it again anyway... and enjoyed it still... Richard

barbsdad2003

17 years 1 month ago

Last night ...

at dusk I watched bats at aerial dance. Watched till dark, when their activity came nearly to a cease. Mosquitoes are due soon; warmer days will escort them in. In the contest tween them and bats, I of course favor the bats. Such beautiful creatures they are. Wish I could say the same for the mosquitoes. But then I'm biased: the bats, unless rabid, won't bite me. Sorry to digress so. Looks like you had fun puttin' this together. Thanx for a delightful write ... and read. Yours, Chuck

Tonya

17 years 1 month ago

Never fear....

digress away! I love peoples comments, insights, personal experiances and ideas. And of course, they are best when shared. I use to be scared to death of bats, till i realized they weren't going to harm me, i have two bat houses i need to put up. I see them fly occasionally at dusk, hoping to attract more with the little shelters. Your sure you don't like mosquitoes? I can send you bunches from here! I did have fun with this.. perhaps i can slip into the roll when i dream sometime. lol Thank you very much, I am please you enjoyed the poem. Always Sincere, Tonya