i awoke
it was the golden light
the moon camping out
casting my room in the
glow of its fire
i thought
for a moment
unsure of my place
forgetting
what city
what state
what day
seconds passed
soundless
slowly peeling away
the veil, the confusion
i melted into
the golden light
breathed myself
into sleep again
done
and done
as easily perhaps
as breathing into
eternal sleep
so frail and fragile
is this anchor
this silver thread
this castle of solitude
this just me
inside me
inside life
© 2013, poem, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved,
Illustration ~ from Allen Memorial Art Museum (Oberlin College) a photograph Joseph Wright of Derby’s (English Derby, 1734-1797) Dovedale by Moonlight (ca.1784-85). Description/details HERE.
JAMIE DEDES ~ My worldly tags are poet and writer. For the past five years I’ve blogged at The Poet by Day,the journey in poem, formerly titled Musing by Moonlight. Through the gift of poetry (mine and that of others), I enter sacred space.
The BeZine 
So beautiful and so profound. Reading your poems takes me that very deep olace in the heart. A recognition.
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Have had those feelings in the night, but never expressed with such beauty as your words.
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I haven’t read anything that beautiful and sensitive in a very long time.. Thanks for sharing that with us.
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@ Michael ~ Thank you! That’s a lovely comment. I value feedback from you.
@ Charlie ~ That’s quite a compliment given the source. 🙂 Thank you!
@ Gretchen ~ Well, I kind of think we see the same thing. You paint it. I poem it. Thank you!
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Just beautiful. ‘ This castle of solitude’ to re-enter when the body wakes and the spirit forgets.
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