Comments : Mysterious.

  • 13 years ago

    by nouriguess

    You know that I like this, Temps, I'm glad you could write something finally. There are some 'cozy' images in this poem, and as I know the story behind it, I guess you did a wonderful job! Loved the referrings to the amber city lights and the cold weather...brrr that made me feel dunno, lol!

    "hiding 'midst shadowed skies"

    ^

    I so loved the 'shadowed skies' so much, yet I guess 'hidden' would just sound better than 'hiding'. And seriously? you unliked the howlings of the wind to witches chanting? you are genius! LOL. I swear that is so smart. And you know as I told you 'enigma' works better than 'karama' I hadn't heard of it at all, my whole life, haha, and 'karma' would make less sense, so enigma made it perfect. ;)

    "yet nestle in warmth of your friendship
    pressed against my skin for a moment in time"

    That feels so tender and warming, I kinda know what it's like to feel cared about with someone, that is something for sure would feel great. I never have been around somebody that caring, but well, I still can imagine! I guess I know what you meant by the warmth being pressed to your skin, when you trapped over that branche! haha, I hope I'm right because it will made perfect sense to me.

    Wonderfully written, Temps. Loved this write as always.

  • 13 years ago

    by nouriguess

    I seriously don't know why I wrote 'unliked' LOL
    I meant 'likened' hahaha

  • 13 years ago

    by Yakari Gabriel

    As soon as I come home from work I will leave a great comment on this..but for now..nominated..I LOVE IT.

  • 13 years ago

    by Colm

    One or two small things first. I think 'nestle' should be 'nestled' so it reads 'nestled in the warmth...' Also, I think the shortened words, 'midst and to a lesser extent 'round are a little unnecessary, I would have just left it as amidst. As it is it seems to slow down the flow a little.

    Ok onto the poem itself. It definetly has a halloween feel to it, with broomsticks witches etc. I also got an image of the Titanic when they stand at the top of the boat and spread their arms as if flying; maybe that is why you said that you stood not sat on the broomstick. Im not sure about the word 'eclipsed' to describe the stars, I just cant seem to get that image into my head? Maybe just the way Im reading/misreading it. The last line of the first stanza is a good one - 'I knew not to think of future.' It brings the poem to a focus after imagary of the night that is quite descriptive but doesnt really tell us much about the poet, so this sudden change to this line is effective. It is as if the poet is flying in almost a dream, and is aware not to think ahead to when it might be over, but to try and live in the moment.

    The second stanza gives good imagary also; as if you are physically and metaphorically above the ordinary life of the city below. (Perhaps you didnt need to spell out that the amber was of the city lights.) The sense that this is a moment in time is emphasised more clearly also in this stanza. It is one long sentence, that Im not sure if it reads correctly; the end might be better if it were something like 'as we sparkled mystery beneath our feet.' As it is, it is almost as if there should be another sentence after it if you read the sentence as a whole.

    Overall an interesting piece that with some revision could be improved and tidied up a bit

  • 13 years ago

    by Yakari Gabriel

    Okay,
    so where do I start..
    the title suits the poem so well,since the poem truly does has a mysterious tone..

    its like,you get this image in the head
    of two friends overlooking the city on a beautiful night,and you don't know whether it is just friendship,or whether there is just a hint of something else going on..

    I love this poem,I read all the poems in the club more then one time..
    whatever,we have the best poets in my opinion anyways... lol

    and everytime I come back to read,
    I get the same emotion... a tender feeling..

    I never thought shadows and skies..could go together,I never thought you could "nestle" in the warmth of friendship,I thought you just got thrown in there :p..so yes,that sets the
    gentleness I'm speaking about in the poem...

    this is so sweet..
    I also like how you did not think of the future,
    which means you truly did enjoy the night...the moment..

    I hope moments like these,present themselves again in the future for you,
    and I hope they become inspiration to more pieces like this one...

    because I.am..loviiingggg...iiittt (:

    Mwa!

  • 12 years ago

    by Jad

    A very original and imaginative piece that comes to life with your poetic words. I love how you open the poem up in a dream, as it seems. Your emotions pour into this poem, wishing for a chance to stay in this embrace and to treasure the friendship and perhaps just the company of this person.

    "yet nestle in warmth of your friendship
    pressed against my skin for a moment in time,
    while overlooking city lights of amber,
    sparking mystery beneath our feet. "
    ^^^
    This had to be my favorite part of your poem and as a finisher, it was nothing short of amazing. The imagery is simply incredible giving me clear images to see. I really like how you wrote in "city lights of amber" as it was just a wonderful image to place in their.

    In all, I am glad to see your striving as always to get better and better. This poem once again shows your maturity of life and also your maturity as a writer. I wish you the best in life as you meet new people every day and for that one special person you will meet one day. Great job and keep writing!

  • 12 years ago

    by Dreamofolwin

    Aww such a beautiful, warm write... that made me feel all tingly inside to read! :D So cute, yet breathtaking and lovely.

    Have missed reading yours while I've been away.... Excellent my friend :D

  • 12 years ago

    by Yrem Crish

    I really thankful for sharing this such beautiful poem..your so inspiring, I like the way you write your poem, you have your own style to catch the reader's mind to convey this purely amazing piece from you...I really really impress from your stuff, longing to read more from you:)
    Keep writing fabulous poems...

  • 12 years ago

    by Marvellous

    Mystery is truth under cover. Truth is eye that sees through deceit. Good try.

  • 12 years ago

    by AnotherPlasticSmile

    I love the compassion going on here because to me the second stanza just came of as so cozy while the first was kinda of ominous- and still they just cam together nicely 5/5