Aug 10
Wake Me
wake me when you rise
shadow and light fall
softly on the stone stairway
bars of soft shadows
imprison me here
at the bottom of the stairs
stone cool against my feet
charm my climb
wake me when you rise
your pale light guides
me in a dark journey
across night’s map
ancient sky sojourner
when I return home
will I find light and
moondust in my hair
Pamela Olson, 8/10/08
This poem was inspired by
the prompt ‘stairways’
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To be imprisoned by shadows, to be led by the “ancient sky sojourner”–what a beautiful love poem!
How lovely! ’stone cool against my feet charm my climb’ reminds me of sneaking out of bed when I was a child and climbing back up to safety as though I had gotten away with something deliciously mischievous! Perhaps sprinkled with pixie dust!
I love the way this progresses – the first stanzas seemed to me to be about a person, and then the sudden realization that it’s addressing the moon. Lovely surprise!
What an interesting take on this prompt Pam. Really enjoyed reading this haunting, evocative work. Wonderful photo too. G
this reads like a love affair with the moon…so ethereal!
This is beautiful…the last stanza is especially gorgeous!
“Wake me when you rise.” How many times have I made this request. I generally thought mornings, for sure I was thoughtbound!
I do remember waking meteor showers and Northern Lights. For sure that wasn’t morning, nor was it to go to work on the midnight shift at NASA.
Thank you.
Thank you also for reading my little poem, when we think about it, we use a lot of people things for our pets.
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This is a wonderful photo lending itself to all sorts of interpretations of your words. The dark and shadows and moon suggest an aloneness in your dream scape.
Wow, I love this. It’s mystical and mythical with just a tinge of the magical.
Exquisite. The blend between light/dark, real/dream is terrific.
I love the B&W photograph, and the poem is excellent.
Thank You for sharing these.
Lovely, from one is has always had a hard time sleeping during the full moon.
Love the stone staircase, too.
that is a beauty… loving the night a most enjoyable poem… the photo is so inviting.. i cannot help but to wonder who has walked these steps…
A very light poem for a deep subject.
lovely and there’s a mystic sense to this poem
I enjoyed reading this, the last stanza is lovely…
Lovely photograph of an ancient stairway and intriguing poem! I enjoyed your ‘take’ on this week’s prompt. participated twice again this week … once at Sacred Ruminations and also at Small Reflections … just because ;–)
Hugs and blessings,
..thank u for a lovely poem..
Wow! Your words never cease to inspire me.
There is a magical mystery in this and the words are almost song-like! Beautiful!
That is an awesome response to the prompt. I didn’t even join in this time, due to lack of inspiration.