Somnambula

[milo]

In response to Unsleep and too restless to sleep by Todd and be deep irrespectively 

In the drowse of the summer twilight
cicadas backdrone the meadow
teasing slumber from the earthborne.
 
But the forest edge is a membrane
that separates the moonlight.
Trees stand sentinel
in eternal sleeplessness
guarding against the quiet
listening for the unsound
waiting for the sand.
 

I understand this a response piece and perhaps an addition to others work. So my response is taking that into consideration.

The poem has great imagery, but to what end? You have conjured up a meadow and a forest and the sound of cicada bugs then nothing?

The last 5 lines make up a long run on sentence that makes me say, ok then what?

To me it was like an instructional poem on how to write poetry.
It felt (for the lack of better words) very clinical, like it was dialed in.

Again I realize it is a response or companion piece. It just feels like you used your poetic prowess and not your poetic passion.

Thank you for the read and the comments.  I could definitely see how you could be uninspired by it.  I will consider this when I get around to revising.