A Moisty Under Milkwood Morning - Poem by Alison Cassidy

Such a lovely and descriptive poem full of unique imagery in your wonderful style. It's both uplifting and motivational. Your inventive phrasing is amazing.
'A chorus of air-born squeaky toys broke the silence and in the distance,
dawn danced.
They do indeed sound like that.
Best Regards
Steve (Report)Reply

Lovely to take this walk with you today Allie - and you have brought it all to life by your breathtaking imagery....... thank you, I feel I know your wonderful land a little better after this......... hugs from Fay. (Report)Reply

Hope you get to spend more time here soon.... aroha & peace... Allie & Jerry.. (PS.... and an abundance of filthy laughter) ... (Report)Reply

This is very poignant Allie with your poetic imagery. Outstanding work. (Report)Reply

Loved the alliteration and other-worldly landscape on this poetic walk!
-chuck (Report)Reply

Awesome Alison, thank you for sharing your landscape in motion! ! ! Hugs, Diane (Report)Reply

I loved this poem Alison, wonderful descriptions.10! Andrew (Report)Reply

Allie, what a wonderful scenery you portray, it was if you moved along with a camera catching everything you saw. The imagery draws you ever inward and makes you enjoy every minute of the journey that you've sent us on. Top marks, but I wish I could give it more and thanks for sharing it my friend.
David (Report)Reply

The beguiling canvas of twilight
The camera convenes
Focus (Report)Reply

Allie, there are so many comments added to this poem that I don't think I can add anything more except... Bravo! I so enjoyed our little 'walk'. HG: -) xx (Report)Reply

Love the language you've used here - and agree with all the other comments (Report)Reply

I have to agree. This is my kind of poem, great imagery, wonderful pacing, and pure fun to read. (Report)Reply

Superb observation, juxtaposition, imagery and control of pace here Allie - you take the reader on this walk with you - and it is a visual treat - feel like I want to step into the screen and linger there for a while. These lines / phrases stood out for me:
'the aged eucalypts
stood sombre
and wallaby grey -

'...charcoal
hollowed ghosts
genuflected,
leafless and barren,
to their god, the sun.'

Metaphorically powerful too...I'm keeping this one.. justine xx (Report)Reply

A beautifully descriptive poem this Alison you have captured the scene so well here Dylan Thomas would have even felt proud had he written this, well done (Report)Reply

very neat...i do not know...exactly what moisty under milkwood means...but gee golly willickers...this is poem is constructed so wondrously...it almost did not matter to me what it meant...this is a keeper...oh my goodness...but still...what does it mean...besides a great way to describe a perfect morning... (Report)Reply

Sharply focused pictures,
stunningly framed
professionally hung (Report)Reply

......................................................lovely sweetheart, truly lovely (Report)Reply

This is great! The alliteration in the title has caught my attention right away :) Your imagery and metaphors are terrific. You have painted a most beautiful dawn one could ever imagine - I can hear and see all so clearly :) (Report)Reply

Allie, you're an amazing poetess! Your images are vivid and your contrast between the uphill/downhill sides is excellent. It reminds me of the contrast between growth and decay that are an ever-present part of existence. Beautiful work! Take care, Beth (Report)Reply

While bold young saplings
black and supple thin,
sprouted new green
fiercely,
as if to say
I am
I am.


A lovely, easy to read poem, that floats gently across the page

Well done

Love duncan X (Report)Reply