brittle light
brittle light
Dec 04, 2014

'Til Twilight's Last Gleaming

another day arrives
on schedule, as usual

I am happy for it

a new day
ample and succulent
eager for all

it begins with a glow
chirp and chatter resume
the scent of cinnamon
spikes the air

I too, am now fully awake
beaming like a saturday kid

a deepity arises
giggly and wry

I snortle as I hitch up my pants

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

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

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: upstate New York USA, USA

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Comments

mand

mand

10 years 4 months ago

This is a nice easy going fun poem - It feels like a happy-go-lucky summers day, calm, happy and relaxed. I learnt a new word - I thought it was a spelling mistake until I looked it up ( deepity )

I really like your honest approach to this poem - it just feels so natural and up beat.

I like it a lot! xxx

Love Mand :)

brittle light

thank you for noticing the qualities I tried to evoke'
I appreciate your remarks very much.

I'm glad you like it

brittle light

deepity is a fairly new coinage, popularised by Daniel Dennett, a philosopher:

a statement that sounds profound; on one level, if true, is trivially true, and false or meaningless on a second level (and would be earth-shaking if it were true)

if you google it,, there are much better explanations..I doubt it is in any dictionary over five years old.

It is already entered the popular lexicon here

I think, now, you are correct about repeating that line...it seemed like a good idea at the time!

thank you, Sensei