Home » Poems » Sam Toil » A Time Between Gods

A Time Between Gods

all Is in the autumn sky: red and orange dark blue and black and a cool wind kissing the sun goodnight. all Is in this musty den: blue and flickering images and shadows dancing in the minds of tired women and stooped men. all Is calm but for the patter of children wandering alone through horrors and tangled brush.

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Kevin Lawrence

Date: 1/30/2025 9:36:00 PM

Excellent word choices pulling us right into the mood and setting of the observer. Great writer, Siir.

Fran Delaney-Barron

Date: 1/30/2025 7:15:00 PM

Sam, the reflection on the moment’s varying settings is powerful. In these moments and settings it IS all there is. This is a difficult concept to capture and for some to even experience. This piece is filled with empathy for the various forms of human experience occurring similtaniously. Brilliant!

Kathleen Kroll

Date: 4/10/2016 3:25:00 PM

Such an interesting title.. We feel that we live in a beautiful world until we look closely and often we don't want to look too close for fear of what we might find. You captured what so many of are not talking about. Thank you. Invite you to read Innocents on my page. Interested in your reaction. Kathleen Kroll Kathy

Rob Carmack

Date: 4/10/2016 11:28:00 AM

Just saw this on the front side, wished I had wrote it.

Teddy Kimathi

Date: 4/4/2016 7:31:00 AM

A wonderfully presented imagery!!!Congrats Sam, for being featured in the Poetry Soup home page!!! ;-)

Michael Miers

Date: 6/3/2015 12:37:00 PM

visceral imagery. it is that opaque and seemingly indecipherable moment between the "two vast seas of uncertainty" strong, brother, strong.

Brooke Dylan

Date: 5/1/2014 7:34:00 PM

Sam... wow.. this digs deep in the soul.. but for the patter of children wandering alone through horrors and tangled brush. these lines oh my word... amazing writing.. Brooke

Sam Toil
Date: 5/2/2014 6:56:00 AM

Brook, I blush at your comment:) That I was able to "dig deep in your soul" gratifies me enormously:) Peace...Sam

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 4/23/2014 8:46:00 AM

I can appreciate why others are also taken with your work. It is good that you chose to come here.

Sam Toil
Date: 4/23/2014 9:12:00 AM

Its nice to be here, Rick. I tried very nearly every other poetry site on the web before finding PoetrySoup. None of them were a good fit for me. But this place, thanks to friends like you, is starting to feel like home. Thanks for your warm encouragement. Peace...Sam

Sara Kendrick

Date: 4/20/2014 5:12:00 PM

Very dramatic turn in the last stanza which states a truth that still exists today..Thanks for the visit to my page..I enjoyed reading your lovely interpertation of my work..Sara

Sam Toil
Date: 4/20/2014 5:37:00 PM

Thank you Sara so much for picking up on that turn in the last stanza. I agonized over it for days --- afraid that it would not fit. You inspire me so much! Happy Easter...Sam