In the Gloaming

    

[I asked Alexis if she would do a Guest-Poem for the 31 Days of Poetry, and she wrote back, saying she was going to do a Terzanelle.  I immediately thought of this:

Come to find out, a Terzanelle is a type of poem, a combination of a Villanelle and a Terza rima. (Don't feel badly if you didn't know that; remember - I'm the idiot that thought she was talking about Johnny Weissmuller in a loin cloth.) I mention all of this to you because I think knowing a little bit of the background of the Terzanelle poem will give you a deeper appreciation of how hard it is to pull this all off.  And without further ado, I present Alexis's poem.]

In The Gloaming

(Guest-Poet - Alexis)

You'll find me in the middle of the gloaming,

caught between the daylight and the night.

Escaping from the past, I'm tired from roaming,

searching for a moment of delight.

I try, but I can't tell which way leads home;

as I'm caught between the daylight and the night.

Speak to me before I start to roam.

Your voice, so gentle, is carried on the breeze. 

I try, but I can't tell which way leads home;

speak easy and help guide me through the trees.

Your presence is a beacon here to guide me;

Your voice, so gentle, is carried on the breeze.

I'm coming now. My heart is tired and lonely;

I hope that you will be there to catch me if I fall.

Your presence is a beacon here to guide me -- 

To find you, I have given it my all. 

You'll find me in the middle of the gloaming,

I hope that you will be there to catch me if I fall--

Escaping from the past, I'm tired from roaming.

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