So interesting and lovely to hear every interpretation of the twilight time of drifting off into sleep. This would have to be one of the more interesting and creative ones I have seen as of late. 'from each death of an Edison toy'. I like that- not entirely sure why though. Anyways, you have got an obvious talent of weaving the most complex daydream-like settings and setting them into seemless graceful poems, so tiny and delicate, as the spring leaves, they do not even fill the entire computer screen, leaving the mind of the reader, entralled in the wake of the whirlwind the poem pulls them into to. Lovely.

This one's marvelous, I think. It gives a sense of a beautiful painted picture. I love the way you weave your words and I find that your style is amazing and quite the exceptional. Keep writing. :)

Wow. Lovely descriptions. It will take me another million years to be able to write.. especially the ones from the first three stanzas. However, content wise, I am a little confused, although something in me responded it.. A blackish feeling, not the sad one, but the feeling, is just black. Pardon me, I am a person who cannot describe feelings..

- Hanyun

Cool, but strange. Still imagdraic (my word! Yay!) and still good. Keep writing!

beautiful

Man, that is beautiful. The very mood of day's end is captured here. The fish swimming in the sky evoked a crystal clear picture for me. I could see the sky reflected on the pond's surface.
Your skill as a poet has grown I see, although I've always thought you were wonderful.
When I have time I need to catch up on all your new stuff.
You MUST get published, sir. A wad of printer paper is an unseemly container for your gorgeous, evocative words, and in any case don't look good on my bookshelf. ^^

first three stanzas are absolutely marvelous! typo in #4, think you meant "from" not "form"??
enjoyed this one very much!