lies across my bed;
my spirit rises from my body
pale as the dead.
I am water rushing in the river,
ever towards the sea;
I flow through culverts and canals
but you won’t see me.
I am clouds and I am stars
dotted in the sky;
in the arms of the man in the moon,
I dance on by
above the woods and meadows,
floating on night air,
racing barn owls through my dreams
without a care.
Kim M. Russell, 2017
My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Artistic Interpretations with Margaret – Quilt Me a Poem
Margaret says that inspiration is found in nature, museums, and … fabric stores. She should know; she tells us that she has accumulated a lot of fabric since she took up quilting about a year ago. Which is why the challenge she has set us is to write a poem using one of these fabric details she has provided OR if we have a special quilt (or memories of one) we can write about that instead.
She has also been very generous in letting us link an old poem if we don’t have time to write a new one, but we must please stick with the theme. I wrote and posted this poem back in March, but as soon as I saw the fabric, I knew I had to match them up!
What a wonderful write! I especially like the third stanza and then the last two lines: “racing barn owls through my dreams without a care.” I like everything about this poem. Such a way to run without a care, being the clouds and the stars.
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Thanks Toni! That’s the thing about dreams 😊
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Yes it is. I’ve been having strange ones lately. I guess it is the overwhelm of stress over my mom. But wow, strange dreams. Mainly about snow…
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They are worth writing down, if you can remember them.
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Kim, they have been so weird, I am going to let them go into the ether. some of them, I want no part of.
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This is gorgeous, to read and envision. I love it.
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Thank you, Sherry!
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A lovely ekphrastic poem to go with the beautiful quilt, Kim!
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Thank you, Sarah!
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Vivid and beautiful and a lovely quilt to wrap up in at night. You are correct, it is perfect for this image!
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Thank you, Margaret!
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I’m spellbound 🙂
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Thank you, Jael!
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Most welcome 🙂
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How well the reader can visualize each verse of this dream like fantasy, beautiful.
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Thank you!
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Gosh, I love this poem! The rhyme lends such a light-heartedness to the description.
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Thank you, Kerry!
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I love this! ‘racing barn owls through my dreams without a care’ really caught my fancy.
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🙂
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Gorgeous! And yes, well-matched.
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Thank you, Rosemary!
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Engaging description of dreamtime, Kim…and the fabric piece fits perfectly!
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Thank you, Lynn!
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Perfect dance of the image and the dream. Well penned.
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Thanks Paul!
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Absolutely lovely, Kim! I’m a big fan of the man in the moon.
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Thank you, Candy! At the height of summer, when the sun worshippers have taken the stage, we must promote Lady Luna at every opportunity.
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Fantabulous! 🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀
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Thanks Dorna”
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Thanks Dorna”
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