Nature in the evening glow

Standing on the edge of nowhere looking out upon the night. Reaching out to touch the red and gold all my senses taken to flight. Mistress of all I see queen of my domain I have seen it all before yet somehow I still remain.

The breeze is mine I breath it in and out I also rule the tides,of that you need not doubt. I throw the stars out like dice to dance around the moon who’s reflection will be dancing upon the water soon.

I spin around and my skirt of blue and green begins to billow out, the children left upon the beach begin to scream and shout. I loose the sapphire clip that holds my flaxen locks it waves in the breeze and the fishermen can see it reflected in the sky as they line up along the docks.

I see the lovers old and young hiding in their trysts I lower my eyelids the light escapes and shows them all up, I smile at them as they shake their fists. I lift my arms and I fly up into the sky I see all below me  the beauty of it always makes me cry. I do my best to please human kind they often just ignore until it is too late , and that is so unkind. I shall just say that once  more and after you have chosen your fate.

Mistress of all I see queen of my domain I have seen it all before yet somehow I still remain. The dusk is rolling in but not for much longer, you have ravished me for too long and I am not growing any stronger. I am the evening glow I am mother nature but I may not rise tomorrow as you have exhausted me. I could extend your desserts and I could extend your seas if you do behave and  start taking  better care of me.

14 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. zumpoems
    Sep 19, 2011 @ 20:02:42

    This is just wonderful! These poems keep getting better and better. This is really impressive! Particularly love the nice re-use of the second sentence in the last stanza and what follows to wrap-up the poem.


  2. willowdot21
    Sep 19, 2011 @ 20:06:35

    Thank you I keep experimenting with ideas , looking for the right style.


  3. lilyklynn
    Sep 19, 2011 @ 20:53:30

    Amazing… I have no words. This is a stunning piece of poetry and its message could not be more true. Although it leaves me feeling sad at the end, it was expressed beautifully. Sadness in beauty, beauty in sadness…always my favourite kind of poem. Lily


  4. vampireweather
    Sep 20, 2011 @ 17:03:44

    Lovely fantastical style. The repetition and imagery is very captivating. A lovely word painting!


  5. fallenelegy
    Sep 21, 2011 @ 05:33:37

    this a a vast painting so colorful and detailed. i loved all the descriptive verses and how slowly you built to the final revelation. mother nature is benevolent but her children lack gratitude, they need lessons and we seems to get those hard lessons in abundant. there was never a time where nature came upon us in full force like now, we have hurricanes, tsunamis, flooding and in another hand strife drought and starvation. mother nature is exhausted just as you declared. beautiful writing. keep it up. 🙂


  6. poetofmidnight
    Sep 24, 2011 @ 21:36:36

    At first I was swept up with the vast and vivid imagery, but then when I realized the deeper meaning about mother nature, I was inevitably taken. Very well done.


  7. penpusherpen
    Sep 26, 2011 @ 09:26:39

    a different take on Mother Nature and how we’re taken to task for our misuse of her… I fully enjoyed the reading Willow, and the style.. xPenx


  8. short poems
    Sep 26, 2011 @ 15:40:14

    Creatively written, and brilliant imagery. Love it!


  9. Randall
    Oct 29, 2011 @ 19:30:05

    Yours is so wonderfully done. It is definitely much more poetic.


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