The Gloaming (poem) by Regis Auffray on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on August 22, 2014

Good description of it all.

Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)

Reviewed on October 26, 2009

Damn, this is really, really good Regis. Compelling imagery--timely for October in the week leading into All Hallow's Eve. Love this one. Wish I'd done it myself in fact:-)

Reviewed by Nicole Weaver

Reviewed on September 3, 2009

Regis,
Comme toujours, super.
Nicole

Reviewed by Sheila Roy

Reviewed on January 5, 2008

Regis,

Expertly worded. This poem has a lonely, sad feel. You have picked the perfect time of day to coincide with these sort of feelings. Your imagery is a perfect reflection of this mood. Love and hugs:)
Sheila

Reviewed by Kerry Compton Star Girl

Reviewed on July 24, 2005

Love this one! Yes, the stillness of twilight has a way of allowing all of those emotions we hold close to the cuff to come out. Wonderful write Regis.

Kerry

Reviewed by Cristina Van Dyck

Reviewed on July 16, 2005

My favorite time of day, and one of my favorite words, Gloaming. Very lovely, and the feeling deftly captured.
peace and light,
cristina

Reviewed by Huda Orfali

Reviewed on April 4, 2005

Your poetry is "perfect for the spirit", Regis
Simply superb
Love and peace
Huda

Reviewed by Christy French

Reviewed on April 1, 2005

So powerful. Love the imagery. This one really touched me. Thanks.

Reviewed by Crystal-Rain Love

Reviewed on March 26, 2005

Again, you have connected with me on so many levels with this...

Reviewed by Judith Pleasant

Reviewed on March 26, 2005

I love the picture. As you saw in my poem, I have a daytime owl. They are great message bearers.
The darknes is nothing to fear when you know the daylight is forthcoming. "Of course, you know that." It is awesome how you bear your soul with your work. A lot of men are too macho. Thank God there are sensitive men like you who are willing to share their thoughts.
You are a great poet and I appreciate the opportunity to read your writings.
Love and Blessings,
Judith

Reviewed by Phyllis Du'Gas (Reader)

Reviewed on March 24, 2005

I was completely THERE with you on this one. Beautiful and inspiring. "In the twlight of my existence" - yea!!!

Reviewed by Muhammad Al Mahdi

Reviewed on March 23, 2005

Serene and eloquent, sweetly melancholy. I feel the same way.

Reviewed by Carrie Deveney

Reviewed on March 23, 2005

Great poem. Flowed very nicely. Full of wonderful imagery. :)
-Carrie

Reviewed by Tova Gabrielle

Reviewed on March 21, 2005

i LOVE the picture and find the writing itself poignant and touching in a few places, esp. the end. great read on a day that is in fact the vernal equinox when the dark and the light are equal. how synchronistic.

Reviewed by Pier Tyler

Reviewed on March 20, 2005

I know of this feeling. Such quietness but, much noise rumbling in my mind longing for daybreak and maybe a fresh start. This one is a soul-toucher...

Reviewed by Safi Abdi

Reviewed on March 19, 2005

Outstanding portrayal of a missing link...

Safi

Reviewed by Handsum Hart

Reviewed on March 17, 2005

A touching dark write. I've been a night owl for years.
Nice work
Best wishes

Reviewed by L. Figgins

Reviewed on March 17, 2005

I feel this in my soul, Regis, and I am for once at a loss for words. I send my love to you across the mountains...

Reviewed by Barbara Terry

Reviewed on March 17, 2005

And my aching, no matter how much I have moved forward, will ever end. Thnx for sharing Regis. This hauntingly beautiful. May the Lord be with you always, and at you side constantly. With much love, in heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & (((HUGS))), Barbie

"if I have to...Then I may as well be."

Reviewed by Chanti Niven

Reviewed on March 17, 2005

Dearest Regis,
This is as all your poetry is, expressive and meaningful. Your flow is awesome. You seem to exude poetic expression. May your aching turn to peace and happiness.
With love... Chanti

Reviewed by Denise Edwards

Reviewed on March 17, 2005

Your descriptive nature shines here, Regis! Such vivid imagery and detail makes one see the images you portray here.

Love~ Denise

Reviewed by Cynth'ya Reed

Reviewed on March 16, 2005

I think Regis, that all poets and creative spirits are at home in the quiet of night. It's our time to "purge" the world's craziness and make creative sense of it all. As you say on your title page to your website here:"love" is the answer to all of this gem of a planet's problems.

love to ya' my Brotha,
cynth'ya lewis reed

Reviewed by Dave Harm

Reviewed on March 16, 2005

Made it through another day! Twilight is victory! A little respite, before the age of a new dawn... great write...

Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)

Reviewed on March 16, 2005

Sad, hopeful, deep thoughts and feelings of a soul caught in uncertainties of life. Vulnerable, darkened. Happiness of life being threatened & yanked at. Turning into fear & pain, yet light shines still keeping total darkness out. Able to still see and feel there is hope and beauty outside a soul dangling in the twilight times of life.
Very Deep, Methodical poem
Magnificent Reg.!!
There is always light and hope to see. Even when the owl's eyes threaten.
Love Tracey xoox
Love yer stuff!

Reviewed by Sherry Gibson

Reviewed on March 16, 2005

Regis,
Haunting and beautiful. you have just described that place within the inner self that we keep hidden. Marvelous write Regis.

Sherry

Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson

Reviewed on March 15, 2005

and the aching
split shadows open with light
fading and mixing
in whispers of sun and moon
exchanging spaces....
i could go on and on
this touched me~~~~enjoyed

Reviewed by Alexandra* OneLight*� Authors & Creations

Reviewed on March 15, 2005

... But twilight is also that unique dimension of time and nature that gives birth to dawn, and then aching darkness fades away, first in still unbelieving shades of violet, then in very soft and soothing hues of sun. May your twilight birth that dawn very soon, Regis. Your poetry is beautiful, and you are a very gentle spirit.
Love&Light*
Alexandra*

Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain

Reviewed on March 15, 2005

Regis,

A visual, exemplary gem . . . superlative write my friend!!

Blessings,

Robert

Reviewed by Amor Sabor

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

I love the expression here. Also, Thanks for the welcome Regis.
Amor

Reviewed by Rosemarie Skaine

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

Haunting last four lines. Beautiful poem. R

Reviewed by J. Pajot

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

Regis, I have always loved twilight and dawn most of all...this is an excellent emotional description of that magic time between day and night. Loved the feeling it gave...thank you.

Reviewed by D May (Reader)

Reviewed on March 13, 2005

Excellent images and excellent poem. Thank you for sharing this.

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on March 13, 2005

Regis, those last few lines bring it home. Well done.

Ron

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on March 13, 2005

Here the twilight can last from 7pm till after midnight.

Nice time to relax though

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on March 13, 2005

There is nothing "between" about this write, Regis; nothing shadowy or unclear. It shines with a clarity of expression that is admirable, given the ambivalence it conjures. The last seven lines are so striking that I think they could stand alone. Twilight is about a dull ache, I reckon... either acknowledging it exists or trying to cover it up. Excellent as always. TY Kate xx. PS the new pic on your biog caught me by surprise, but it is captivating. LOL

Reviewed by Sara Coslett

Reviewed on March 13, 2005

It is also the most beautiful time of day. Especially this time of year when we have clear skies and spectacular sunsets. Thanks. ~ Sara

Reviewed by Regina Pounds

Reviewed on March 12, 2005

Superb in image and expression! Love the mood the picture sets and your matching observation.

Gina

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on March 12, 2005

Great profound write
loved it

William ....Peace

Reviewed by SilverCeltic Moon

Reviewed on March 12, 2005

You've caught my favorite part of the day too. I think that it's sort of the cusp between what is and what could be. Me, being a night creature, yearning for the mysteries of night and yet loving the mixture of the two. Wonderful piece. ;) Silver

Reviewed by Guinevere Hempstead (Reader)

Reviewed on March 12, 2005

I like the imagary of this poem.

Reviewed by Larry Rochelle

Reviewed on March 12, 2005

That aching feeling, profoundly disturbing.

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on March 12, 2005

Beautiful, haunting and powerful poetry, Regis. The graphic is haunting also.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Jackie (Micke) Jinks

Reviewed on March 12, 2005

A most beautiful time - as with life itself - to find peace and reflect. I love the onset of dark skies and stars, as so well depicted in your verse...and pic! Solace be thy reward...M

Reviewed by Sandra Corona

Reviewed on March 12, 2005

I hear great pain, heartache, that mingles in the waning night before the light attempts to chase it away. The crow, a sign of passing, changes ... not necessarily of anyone's chosing. The words and picture are wed to one another but not necessarily a happy couple. Beauty in heartache doesn't sound right but they can exist side-by-side; it's more like looking forward but unable to see very far down the road. Bravo!
:)Sandy

Reviewed by Aberjhani

Reviewed on March 12, 2005

Reads like a rush of bliss with almost unrestrainable yearning and satisfaction. A poem the earth herself would adore.

Reviewed by KJ McPhee

Reviewed on March 12, 2005

yes there's something special about twilight, seeing the silent flight of an owl, bats flitting, and the soft focus vision. Good visuals!

Reviewed by Karen Chalfant (Reader)

Reviewed on March 12, 2005

Great poem! Very visual. Brings you right there!

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on March 12, 2005

Twilight is the best time to view Nature's world...just as all of Nature starts to awaken and man hides in his cave...Ed

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on March 12, 2005

Love the illustration you used with this insightful write.

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

A beautiful, haunting write Regis...love it

~Carole

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

(aching for the dawn)

this poem reflects many of my moods ... great stuff here ...

Reviewed by John Bidwell

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

I'm feeling pain, transitions, evolution, darkness leading to light.
We forget that's where it leads.
Yes to this Regis.
Thank you for sharing.
John

Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

My favorite time of day..
Great picture and write Regis...

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

well done

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

Regis the poem and art are one in this glorious poem! The mystical mysterious quality is awesome!Thanks for sharing!
love,
etw

Reviewed by Ann Marquette

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

wonderful and moving Regis....it floats as if on a breeze on its way to heaven.

ann

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

Twilight is wonderful - as is this poem, Regis.

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

Regis,

Stunning achievement! You convey much emotion and power in your words--BRAVO, mon ami!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

Sinister but wonderful write that describes so well tha type of poet that exists in your soul. Great write.

Felix

Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

I agree and morning was for us because of husband's employment the best time too.

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

Yep,Best Time Maken Love Is In Middle a.m. Morning_

Unique N Different!

TRASK

Reviewed by Eddie Thompson

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

if not for the aching, sometimes i fear i would forget i exist.

Reviewed by Dale Clark

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

A haunting and masterful write Regis.
Thanks for sharing this.

Reviewed by George Jackson

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

I love the night...thrive there. This is a keeper. Wonderful write.

Reviewed by Nordette Adams

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

Exquisitely rendered, noble one. *kisses to you*

Reviewed by Monette Bebow-Reinhard (Reader)

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

Twilight - what a beautiful metaphor the inner pain. Hope yours emerges into sunshine!
Monette

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

Abother soul-searching piece of literary offering and a scholarly and cryptic one at that. To search our souls for meaning is a quest all mankind with forthought has attempted to solve throughout the ages. The crepuscle is that perfect time with which to ponder the here and now, the hither and then. And the owl said . . .

Reviewed by Joel Raja Kumar J (Reader)

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

A beautiful dark write my friend.

Love from India - Joel -

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

Haunting and painful ending!!

But altogether a beautiful poem Regis!

Love Tinka~:}S

Reviewed by Michelle Mills

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

Written from the heart of a courageous man...you are one of a kind Regis. This is beautiful. Just beautiful. Michelle

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

Haunting yet beautiful write; love the poem and picture! C'est magnifique, mon ami! BRAVO!

(((HUGS))) and much love, ton ami a texas, karen lynn. :D

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

The pic is a perfect enhancement to your dark write. Well done Regis

Reviewed by Paul Williams

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

A dark haunting write this one Regis love it.

Paul;-]

Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

nothing matters
in the twilight
of my existence
but the aching

..oh god yes!..

Vesna:)

Reviewed by M. B. (Reader)

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

Oh Regis! You have captured my favorite time of the day so vividly, so beautifully! The gloaming, I even call it that, is the time when the doors of one world are opening while the doors of another are closing. THE GLOAMING is a special moment between worlds.

Your work always moves me. You know just what buttons to push, poet!

Hugs,
Mari

Reviewed by Sarah Tagert

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

very haunting write, but very well done on this!