The thinning veil, as autumn nights descend,
Reveals the breath of those who walked before,
A whispered chill where golden leaves suspend,
And stirs the silent hearth with tales of yore.
The stars hang low; the sky grows dark and deep,
While moonlight paints the fields in silver glow,
The world a dream, as quiet spirits creep
To walk the paths they knew so long ago.
Through hollow woods, a murmured calling swells,
The voices of the past, both kin and friend,
And distant chimes of spectral midnight bells
Remind us all that life must someday end.
Yet in this night, the realms of death and birth
Embrace as one—the bridge ’twixt worlds and earth.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: We went to a meeting last night celebrating Samhain and I read these words in the service.
- Category: Reflection
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Neva heard of the guy but a great little dedication nevertheless .. Unless of course, you mean the old Gaelic festival to mark the end of harvest .. & the Irish term for November 😎👍
You managed to look it up well Neville, it is the end of harvest and the beginning of winter where we meet those of our past and talk to them.
Andy
This is a master piece mi amigo.I love the cadence, and the rhyme. Wonderful celebration. Excellent
Very much appreciated David, thank you.
Andy
Stunning dear Andy wow. 🍂 🍁
Most kind Teddy, thank you.
Andy
Good write Gold. Was it that church group - Universal Church, or Unified Church, is it? Sorry, I forgot the name.
Thank you,It was at the Unitarian Chapel Orchi.
Andy
They would find it hair-raising in some churches, as in 'Shock, horror...!'
Beautiful! I have no other word.
So kind soren, thank you.
Andy
That would have been lovely to listen to!
Thank you arqios, my pleasure.
Andy
Excellent write Andy
Thank you Tony.
Andy
You're welcome Andy
Awesome Samhain Sonnet
picturesque and serene! 👍
Eye pleasing imagery,
picturesque and serene!! 🏆
Best regards ✌️ peace. Thad
Thank you Thad, very much appreciated.
Andy
The thinning veil, as autumn nights descend,
Reveals the breath of those who walked before,
A whispered chill where golden leaves suspend,
And stirs the silent hearth with tales of yore.
A masterful representation of this seasonal transition.
Much appreciated Parisab, thank you.
Andy
Loved it. Wonderful poem, Andy. Great craftsmanship. My fav line was "and distant chimes of spectral midnight bells." The eeriness just "crawls " through your poem. - Phil A.
Thank you for your wonderful comments Phil, much appreciated.
Andy
Remain totally in awe that you can dash out a rich piece like that before breakfast… In order to explain, I think you could resort to Neville’s ‘a gentleman…’. Speaking of which, I’ll take you and N’s interaction above as sufficient info. Sounds Druidic to me??
Thank you Dave, most kind.
Andy
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