A Tryst in Interlude

I rise when gilded starlight still replete the skies
Never have I beckoned hours of abstruse sleeping
I hear elegiac trills as a lone nightingale cries,
evoking memories that conjure tears of weeping

In halcyon moments before the paling of dawn
I contemplate my sentiments in tranquil solitude
Before the world awakens with an unstifled yawn,
the moon, sun, and I rendezvous; tryst in interlude

When velvet darkness fades to soft aurorean glints,
there, upon the horizon is painted a nuanced murk
Colors of daybreak; a blended mural in pastel tints,
created by a grand Artisan's hand, the Master's work
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Kaufman Avatar
August 8, 2024 at 6:23 AM
Hi Lin, This is such a gorgeous write. I have to fav it!
Lane Avatar
August 25, 2024 at 7:53 AM
Thanks every so much, Nancy.
Alhemaidy Avatar
July 31, 2024 at 12:40 AM
Excellent poem!
Lane Avatar
July 31, 2024 at 5:49 AM
Thanks, AA.
Kauffman Avatar
July 30, 2024 at 12:22 PM
The "Master's work," indeed, Lin. There are so many beautiful images "aurorean glints," "colors of daybreak," "blended mural in pastel tints" just to name a few. Your poetic artistry is on full display framed by your faith. Just lovely! Thank you for this beautiful, and very serene, poem. Sending you many blessings!
Lane Avatar
July 30, 2024 at 3:34 PM
Sam, I’m always pleased to read your thoughtful reviews of my poetry. I appreciate you pointing out the lines that caught your eye. Thank you!!
Rodgers Avatar
July 30, 2024 at 7:22 AM
Dear Lin, what a wonderful reflection on the beauty and tranquility found in moments of solitude before dawn. I loved the introspection, the passage of time, and the artistry of nature delivering insights and emotional clarity. This is one of your deeper moments which I enjoy. - Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel
Lane Avatar
July 30, 2024 at 7:50 AM
Good morning, Daniel and thank you for recognizing the beauty of having those quiet moments before dawn. I'm pleased you found depth in my lines.
Rodrigues Avatar
July 30, 2024 at 6:58 AM
I think it is a gift to rise early, even to hear a nightingale cry. Perhaps the catharsis is meant for you. To contemplate in tranquil solitude, not to rise late, but to take time to think. I don’t like waking up too late. Lovely imagery, Lin! Hugs ~ Kim
Lane Avatar
July 30, 2024 at 7:05 AM
Thanks so much, Kim. It's become a habit for me to wake before dawn no matter what time I fall asleep. People exclaim over the beauty of sunsets, but sunrises are every bit as breathtaking.
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