Sunday, October 4, 2015

Nightlite

 Jacek Yerka, 2011

















Snuggled  in a dream cloud
I softly slumber, floating
into the multi-(verse)
where nouns & verbs
connect in nonsensical
rhymes

caught in the undercurrent
of imaginative poetry
dreaming of knights 
and soaring dragons...

wearing a shield of rosettes 
protecting the inner chambers
of my heart...

moonlight  guides my way
 hidden staircase, mysterious room
  opening the door to consciousness

from the tree of life
taking  small bites
time ticks, ticks, ticks
knowing,  not the hour
of awakening

white owl hoots
  whooo Whooo

cat wearing a nightcap
candlelight flickers
mystical guardian watches
from the shoreline of  reality
or would that be fantasy

I know not which
as the dreamscape changes
floating downstream
to rest in your arms

posted for Magpie Tales 288 prompt
sharing with Poets United

69 comments:

  1. This is just lovely. A beautiful coming together of a lifetime of dreams and bedtime stories in that otherworldly nebulous state between awake and sleeping. And then (as you drift off) floating, in this wonderful dreamscape, to the arms of your beloved. Exquisitely romantic and rendered so tenderly.

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    1. Hi Wendy,

      I always enjoy reading your thoughtful comments. Thanks for bringing a smile my way.

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  2. haha you captured the pic well, as nonsense rhymes we sure find swell. Dragons are fun too. No hat for this cat though haha

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    1. haha - Well, I knew the cat would like nonsense rhymes as he can do it anytime and who doesn't like a dragon? They are so mystical.

      What no hat for the cat? How can that be? Where there's a cat there's a hat(t)

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  3. Fairy tales, dreams and lovers...a delightful combination.

    Thanks for visiting.

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    1. Hi Gail,

      How is life in your part of the world? I always enjoy reading your blog.

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  4. Caught in the undercurrent of imaginative poetry sounds like a wonderful place to be. I often sense that imaginative quality in your poetry, Truedessa. So this does not surprise me at all. And, on top of it, to float downstream to rest in someone's arms - no greater joy that that, I would imagine!

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    1. Thanks Mary,

      You have always been so supportive in my sometimes strange writings...I enjoy writing a good story/adventure and I am a big dreamer my head always in a cloud.

      Thanks for all you do!

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  5. This is both lovely and whimsical. No rhymes here, but we love connecting nonsensical verbs and nouns.

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    1. Hey Guys,

      I know you guys love nonsensical verbs and nouns and your blog is full of adventure so fun to read.

      So what is the beer of the day or week?

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  6. Very dreamy, in the best sense of the word.

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    1. haha - Thanks Mary...sweet dreams..

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  7. Nice imagery. I could feel the dream a bit, pulled along by the fantastical. Where does dream end and reality begin? The arms at the end make it tangible, solid, reality.

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    1. Where does dream end and reality begin? That is a very good question and one that I find hard to answer at times. I guess I keep on the quest until I discover the answers.

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  8. The wonders we can explore in our dreams. Very nice - really like this one!

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    1. Hi Alex,

      Well, you know I am a dreamer and I believe in dragons and the realm beyond what we see...

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  9. It was wonderful and as beautiful as dream can be. :)

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  10. Oh how lovely, with the white owl, the cat in the nightcap and floating downstream to be in someone's arms. Sigh. Those are good dreams. Send one my way, will you, my friend? LOL. I could do with a dream like that.

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    1. Hi Sherry,

      Actually I do have a dream I need to share with you. Will drop you a note.

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  11. very dreamy! loved this. In North carolina, we've had nothing but rain for over a week, but i've gotta say that the rain causes this dream-like reality for me.

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    1. I heard NC was hit with heavy rains. I hope the sun returns soon to dry things up.

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  12. Oh I love this dream.. You surely pulled me into that dreamscape. I wonder if we ever think of differences between what's real or not while we are inside the dreamscape

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    1. Born,

      I think we do as sometimes I have become aware that I am dreaming inside my dream. It is a very interesting experience.

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    1. Thank you...always nice to delight...

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  14. slumber has always been one of my fave of poetic words :)

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    1. Hi Dez,

      It is a very poetic word...How are you Dez?

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  15. You had me floating along with you. Lovely.

    Rosey Pinkerton's blog

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    1. Thank you ....floating on a cloud can be fun...

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  16. This is such a dreamy piece :D

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    1. Thank you...and may your dreams be good ones...

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  17. I like this dream , such a wild ride

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    1. Thanks - well wild rides can be quite exciting..

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  18. Snuggling in a dream cloud is the best..and sometimes there is no clear line between what is real and not - that can work out well!

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    1. Jae Rose, That is very true there seems to be a thin line where it all becomes a blur...

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  19. You came close, but not too close, to the shoreline of reality; well done.

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    1. Hi Berowne,

      The shoreline of a dream or reality? I think I like to travel that other realm.

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  20. moonlight guides my way
    hidden staircase, mysterious room
    opening the door to consciousness

    These best describe the surrealism of Jacek's painting! It is the opening of the consciousness.

    Hank

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    1. Hank,

      The Poetry Hank (heehee) that is what Blue always says..

      I really like Jacek's paintings - they really make my head spin a bit.

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  21. Truedesa, I absolutely love this. It sounds like when one comes out of this dream, one is fully awake in every sense of the word. I love the mix of poetry, knighthood, defense of the heart, reaching consciousness and falling in the arms of the lover. What a journery!

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    1. Thank you so much Myrna...I think when we sleep our minds expand and the gateways open.

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  22. Some dreams I would not want to live--but yours, which combines nature and spirit, fantasy and reality. clouds and streams and rooted things,oh yes! I would live this one with pleasure. Lovely to read.

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    1. Thanks Susan, I am a dreamer and the pic just called me into a deep sleep

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  23. The sweet place of dreams.

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    1. Some dream places are indeed sweet

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  24. Very sweet and snuggly, I feel like floating and going to my own dreamworld ~ Have a good week Truedessa ~

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    1. Thanks Grace ~ enjoy your week as well - sweet dreams..

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  25. It has a touch of the surreal – as dreams do.

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    1. The artwork just screamed at me to write...surrealism calls...

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  26. What lovely imagery! Nothing short of a fairytale! :)

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  27. Magical writing, Truedessa!

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  28. 'cat wearing a nightcap...' Why doesn't that surprise me one bit? (Oh, you sais 'wearing')

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    1. haha - I said "wearing" not "drinking" wink wink

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    2. Sleep tight. Don't let the bed bugs bite :)

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    3. Sleep tight. Don't let the bed bugs bite :)

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    1. The moon is a glorious light...

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  30. Getting lost in a good dream is my favorite thing in the world. :)

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    1. Hi David,

      Nothing wrong with a dream adventure.

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  31. Quite!
    "From the tree of life
    taking small bites
    time ticks, ticks, ticks
    knowing, not the hour
    of awakening"
    We never know, do we?

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  32. Hey Truedessa
    The professor
    Of poetry
    That's plain to see
    Nightlife
    Without the strife
    Whispered dreams
    So it seems
    Are made of this
    In shut eye bliss.

    Thank you, my friend and have a nice weekend.

    Gary :)

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  33. An enchanting and delightful piece, well done.

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  34. You really put this together well. Enjoyed it!

    =)

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