Midsommer Night

A fever, a dream, a vision mixed with the longing for someone.

She walks out of the sun

In a red dress her eyes a wash

Of words erased from paper

Leaving shadows of gray in their place

 

Her footsteps are those of Magellan

 Or De Gama or of proud musketeers

They touch the ground and

Everything leans sideways

 

I am dreaming and her hair

Falls all around me

A fine tickle of blonde

Black and red and blooming jasmine

 

I am dead then yet again alive

Her ivory touch delivering absolution

As the lines on her palms

Pulsate against my skin

 

In my revel I am pulled

Toward her sunlight drawn

Out like a cork in a bottle

Of green grass

 

When I awake

She is sitting by my

Bed in a pool of firelight

My eyes are open and

 

She offers me a bowl of strawberries.

 

-Zoe Richardson 

Author's Note

Sometimes what doesn't make sense is the only truth we know.

Reviews

[shadrach hah]

Hi Zoe, I love the content of this poetic gem. From start to finish your words have held me enthralled. I love the flow of your lines and the strong vision that they paint in the mind. Outstanding poetry. You have a great gift. Have a wonderful Wednesday Hugs always....Mike.

[Zoe Richardson]

Aww! Your words touch me deeply. I try to capture what I see, although in this case I was remembering a dream. Dreams are difficult to put into words because they rarely make sense. I'm glad you like this one!

[shadrach hah]

Hi Zoe, I know what you mean about the dreams making sense. I write from my dreams and it is not easy to put them into the words we want. This was a perfect write. Have a wonderful Friday when it comes. Hugs always....Michael.

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem with a hopeful ending. I liked the flow of thoughts and places leading to a proper ending. Thank you Zoe for sharing your amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Zoe Richardson]

Thank you, dear Coyote! It is always a treat for you to stop by and read.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Zoe.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

This is truly beautiful
I love it
Thanks made my morning

[Zoe Richardson]

Why, thank you! I am glad you found meaning in this bit of whimsy. That makes my entire day.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

another excelent poem. Dreams and imageination are the keys to sanity in a world gone insane.

[Zoe Richardson]

Lord knows that's the truth! Happy reading and writing, my friend.