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I Remember the Amber Moon

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file3761333734081When I remember you
I remember the amber moon
the burnished brown of the old oaks
their leaves like hands waving goodbye
As dusk transitioned to dark, stars alight,
we sat on the beach by slow cooking-fires,
their coals gone from hard black to gray dust
I cherished your warm hug in the chill of the night
and falling asleep, safe

I stopped loving you,
but I never stopped loving the memory of you
I carry that with me on lunatic trips of the heart ~
though my preference is to rest solitary on forest logs
with their stunning imperfections and
the secret-lives swirling in the sunless damp on which they rest

I think of the path that led from then to now,
a mix of smooth and rough along a rocky coast
I live near the sea to breath
I imagine you living, wherever you are –
by an ocean with your skin still smelling of Old Spice,
with your well-formed hands, the hands of a pianist and surgeon,
and the high-tensile strength of your mind

In the odd geography of life, no one knows where we came from
or how it was, how it felt to be us in the days of promise
when the spell of Hudson Bay felt like a prayer to St. Christopher
That bay is no longer our safe harbor,
but it gave us our sturdy roots and strong wings
and so the nights, the nights by this bay are good
When I smile at the amber moon, it smiles at you

– Jamie Dedes

© 2013, poem, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved 
 Photo credit ~ Anne Lowe, Public Domain Pictures.net

Photo on 2012-09-19 at 20.00JAMIE 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.

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13 thoughts on “I Remember the Amber Moon”

  3. I had to read and read again…
    like the waves coming ashore that lulls us into a state of peace
    your words had that effect on me…
    such beautiful thoughts of before and now…touching more than words can describe
    Thank you…
    Take Care..
    )0(

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  7. I know I’ve read and commented on this before … in another life? So many strong lines, as in many of your poems, Jamie. I know where you are with “… lunatic trips of the heart”. As for “the path that led from then to now, …” so simple and obvious, yet sublime in the context. And the closing “When I smile at the amber moon, it smiles at you” is just lovely. So I’m not left hanging in the end, just with a feeling of warm remembrance.

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