Skylight

Neville

Skylight

 

One wonders what

That lighted window

Shares and with whom

This dark and quiet night

 

Not tangled webs

For sure

Tho beauty may be found

Therein

 

But rather

Wondrous woven dreams

Pon which

To while away the night

 

While mirrors do surely

Marvel from within

A mighty sky view

Star mapped and proud

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 21st, 2019 13:17
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  • Fay Slimm.

    Ah a quiet view of night's allure.Sky mapped with stars gives pen all it needs and your lines add the mystery of dreams behind windows - - good read Nev - - poets have incurably curious minds and closed doors or curtained windows do the same for me.

    • Neville

      I think I know what you mean my friend... in fact, I certainly hope so.. there is more than just a certain allure there for me anyway.. am so glad you visited today... pop back again later, maybe .... N x

    • Michael Edwards

      Super descriptive write Neville.

      • Neville

        Hey.. thank you Michael... N

      • Nicholas Browning

        The first stanza grabs you, and pulls you along the rest of the pleasant ride.
        I enjoyed the read, Nev.

        • Neville

          Then I am truly made up and thank you for your more than very much appreciated visit, cheers, Neville

        • Poetic Dan

          Gentle read, needed greatly before I try to sleep. Thank you kindly

          • Neville

            pleasure's mine sleep soundly sir.............

          • Fay Slimm.

            Just popping back to view again those wondrous untangled webs in your beguiling tribute to the lure of star-mapped skies -- a perceptive write Nev. - -

            • Neville

              you are a real treat our Fay & i thank you for it....x

            • Goldfinch60

              The further we look into the night the more profound our dreams become. Good one Neville.

              • Neville

                What a lovely thought... thank you GF60... N

              • sylviasearcher

                The first time I read it, I read it like a metaphor, the skylight, the window to...
                The unfathomable, beautiful, dark, exciting, everything and nothing.

                Like taking a journey through consciousness.

                And I do love the starlit sky.

                So after reading the comments I read it and wondered of the window being the thing that shapes perception and makes it all the things it could become. In an endless kind of way.

                And then I wondered of that feeling you get when you look up on a clear night. It is just an indescribable feeling. No mirrors or windows. Just straight to the soul.

                It was gentle and reached out to me.

                • Neville

                  that's what I call a win win then... and I thank you for it...

                  • sylviasearcher

                    You’re welcome. I overthink things sometimes I think...

                  • orchidee

                    A fine write Neville. You see the moon too? Was it made of cheese?!

                    • Neville

                      thank you orchidee.. yes the moon was there, naked.. like a beautiful glowing Gouda



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