Candlewitch
Candlewitch
May 11, 2011

Future Days

Future Days

fragments of
dissipating clouds
a backdrop
for the fading sun
framing memories
of my hunter days
when I was constantly
on the expansive run
now my path has narrowed
and my step has slowed
I recline on frayed pillows
closing my weary eyes
I remember younger days
When I had my choice
of all the young men
in my pavilion
I was mistress
of all I surveyed
then my eyes fell upon you
and never strayed

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Actually, I think my title sucks. Can you help with a more appropriate moniker? And any other help will be appreciated. always, cat

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Northwestern Wisconsin USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Edgar Allan Poe

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Comments

Candlewitch

I'm glad you liked this piece, but I cut most of the lines that you admired due to my agreement with the majority of public opinion. I hope you will like it as it stands, too. I feel blessed with every visit you pay me, dearest Jayne-Chloe!

love, Cat

Candlewitch

Thank you so much for your visit and comment! Steve is often the subject and recipient of my poetry. He is very appreciative and lets me know in a hundred little ways. All of them wonderful!

always, Cat

Candlewitch

I know what you mean about cliches, they bother me too. Except in special cases like, satire, where they are on the firing line. I've changed the ending by removal of the offending lines as was suggested by another dear reviewer. I hope this satisfies, but I am open to all ideas. So if you think of a better ending, please run it past me.

love, Cat

judyanne

i just love the lines
'a backdrop
for the fading sun
framing memories
of my hunter days'

maybe just me... but i would cut the last four lines and leave the finish at
'then my eyes fell upon you
and never strayed' (adding the 'then')

- i really like the title...
love and hugs
judy

lou

lou

13 years 11 months ago

Can't think of anything that needs to be improved, it is a beautiful poem.

Much love Lou

Candlewitch

Your support and encouragement is always appreciated! Thank you.

love, Cat

Hooded Stranger

Hooded Stranger

13 years 11 months ago

Cat,

I am only seeing the revised version now, so I can only comment on the shortened version.

I am assuming this is for Steve and it is a wonderful piece. There is nothing I want to change...other than the title, but I am struggling to find a suitable one.

Also, it almost has a feel of sadness that you are not still a hunter...although I know you finish by saying "never strayed"...but something says you kind of wish you had...just for the thrill of another hunt. It reminds me of a Motorhead song "The chase is better than the catch"...and maybe, you miss the chase, but don't want the catch as you already have the perfect catch.

Back to titles:

Framed memories
Perfect catch

Oh well, I am not in titles mood this afternoon!

regards,

HS

Candlewitch

You caught me reminiscing! LOL! Yes, there is the tiniest bit of wistfulness here.
Thanks for the review and your time as I know your time is spread thin now-a-days!

love, Cat

Hooded Stranger

Hooded Stranger

13 years 11 months ago

Cat,

always time for you and your work,

much love,

HS