Candlewitch
Candlewitch
Apr 02, 2012

Asylum's Height (reworked)

Asylum's Height

through
earth and sky
ever flowing in tune
with the portals
connecting dimensions
coupling heart with mind
measuring breath
for heartbeat

Silence
hung between
mountain reflections
beyond practiced
night
massive windows emerged
...slowly...
imperceptibly
between thick snow clouds
the pillows of ubiquity

About This Poem

Last Few Words: This is another piece for the manuscript, Mirror/rorriM by (me) c.m. mattison.any and all suggestions will be greatly appreciated. Thanks, 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?
Is the internal logic consistent?

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

judyanne

what can i say?
beautiful descriptive
great word choice

just me, but i would make 'silence' begin a new stanza

love
'hung between
mountain reflections
beyond practiced
night
massive windows emerged
...slowly...'

also as for the title and the last line - awesome

love judy
xxxx

Candlewitch

after utilizing yours and Lonnie's suggestions, I think I have a better poem :) Thank you, it is always a pleasure to hear from you.

love, Cat

Candlewitch

I am glad I have pleased and entertained you with this write! Does this mean I can give Stan (Scribbler) a run for the money in nature poetry? Nah... he remains the champ for his rythem and rhyme, lol!

always, Cat

Nordic cloud

Dear Cat, this is so very different,
it has other dimensions that are not mere nature poetry-
its even "connecting dimensions" ha,

but seriously the "silence hung between mountain reflections,
is something else,
so exciting,

and practised night" is daunting,
the philosophical undertone gives it the other dimension,
due to the images sparking off our imagination
in quite other directions to the normal.

Stan's are different, you are different
and each with your own 'twist',
(in Norwegian this word I would use here,
but it doesn't seem exactly right now,) tant pis!

"the portals connecting dimensions"
So much to ponder in this poem, super Cat.

LuvAnn.

Candlewitch

Thank you for your appreciation of my poem. I used to go snow skiing in the mountains and night skiing was always my favorite. I felt like I was in a huge cathedral. A true meaning of the usage of the word "awesome" applies here. I also lived it the mountains of Colorado for one wonderful year of my life. Had to move on with my husbands work took us :(

love, Cat

Nordic cloud

I skied to visit people in Telemark and several times in the dark, one time with someone we used the moonlight to see our way. I used the ski sticks to feel the edges of the snowy road. Sailing along seemingly no where is special I agree, I would like to live a year in Northern Norway where one skies by the light of the Aurora Borealis wow.

Darkness all day and the wide moor like spaces north of the mountains, south of the mountains, the mountains stand round the bays like a great white eerie audience, that too is awesome, I have seen the places in the Summer when it was twilight. That place was Alta, where there are hundreds of rock carving/paintings, a UNESCO place Jeibmaluokta in Sami. The sea was prussian blue and the rocks grey with red paintings...I felt like early man must have done, mostly on my own at these places thanks be.

Yes Cat, loveAnn.