3:15 am

The middle of the night...the best time of the day.

 

 

3:15 am

 

 

3:15 am…blurred red numbers tell as

I stir, reaching for what I have seen,

grasping for the moments spent in the presence of beauty

as once again you have visited me in a dream…

 

Pure white flowing whispered fabrics and butterfly trails

awash of waterfalls cascading and mountain top zephyrs,

rock face delights collect on horizons of hope

as softness frames your luminescent face

 

My eyes focus in the darkness

as your touch remains real on my skin

I am still while stars sleep in crescent moon hammocks

How can this be, I am alone, yet I was not, for I could see

 

You were searching for me,

barefoot on lush green vistas, daisy paths and buttercup drops

neath cotton candy clouds suspended

above echoes of love songs harmonizing with our heart beats 

 

Night outside my window keeps time in silent motions,

slowly sweeping breezes form rhythmic patterns

and poetry settles upon my body

as I continue to write within my now awakened mind

 

Destiny beckons in fruited winds

as chocolate eyes find luscious views of nature’s majesty

Your skins glows of spring blooms in petal’d bliss

and opal desires in the warmth of the day

 

But I had found you…you had found me…

my desperate wanderings have shown me the prize, illumined the joy

lingering in your smile…your eyes

your touch which stays with me even as I lay alone…still dreaming

 

Sun beamed passions follow you, caress you in

dancing shadows of flowing brown hair

breathing of morning glory skies

and shimmering dragonfly wings

 

At this early hour, with an apricot moon peering through the curtains

and these words which have found me

playing among my thoughts, I now realize

that my every dream is you...you are my poetry

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Poem inspired by the beautiful picture sent to me by my beautiful friend, Frieda

Reviews

[Astro]

I am quite fond of the life that I live around that time of day/night as well and thank you for describing it with such color and grace. These two sections hit me hardest.

"But I had found you…you had found me…
my desperate wanderings have shown me the prize, illumined the joy
lingering in your smile…your eyes
your touch which stays with me even as I lay alone…still dreaming"


"At this early hour, with an apricot moon peering through the curtains
and these words which have found me
playing among my thoughts, I now realize
that my every dream is you...you are my poetry"

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much Astro. I do appreciate you always reading deeply into my words. I work hard on these things and to find that people enjoy them is a thrill to me. Sometimes you just don't know when you stick one out here. Thanks again my friend.

[Astro]

You're quite welcome, and your hard work is often well received around these parts.

[Tom]

It must have been an awesome photo from Frieda to inspire such chivalrous poetry and at 3.15am of all times....perhaps it was a photograph of her very lovely self which aroused this ardor in your writing??

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Tom. It was the picture at the top of this poem.

[Tom]

oh I see Jack, well nearly as awesome!!

[TL Boehm]

sheesh. When I get awakened at 3:15 its by a spotted idiot in dog skin or her braying lop eared sisteren in canine fashion. Its never beautiful as this poem.

[Jack...]

That's because you live in the real world Tammy...unlike me who obviously is from some other planet. :) Thanks, truly, thank you. You always bring such joy to me. My smiles are unedning when you are around.

[TL Boehm]

Funny! Actually, I always thought I was from another planet too. When I was younger I was a happy kid. Really Believe it or not

[Jack...]

You are still happy, that kid still lives inside of you. I can feel it in some of the humerous remarks you make.

[icelandicblue]

This is beautifully written. I can feel Frieda's style sprinkled throughout this one in italics. Dreaming...but such a beautiful dream, they sometimes sustain us.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Anne.

[eglantine]

Somewhat sad yet beautiful moment between awakened and dreaming... that half-state where you can still smell the daisies and buttercups from the dream as your eyes try to register the numbers of the alarm clock. I wonder how many of us, if given the opportunity, would remain in dreamland for the rest of our lives...

[Jack...]

Thanks so muc Eglantine for your visit today. I appreciate your kind words.

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

3:15am must be the time that you became..a poet. this is such a beautiful and majestic piece. It led me to the sky and through the fields. I felt transformed by the breeze and the richness of the night air. Thank you for wrapping me in mystery and ambience. It was Blissful!

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much for your kind words to me this morning. I am happy you felt something in this poetic journey...I am thrilled you chose to join me.

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

the pleasure was all mine:) I have a thing about time..how it moves us through our lives and how it moves through us keeping records.As soon as I saw the title I knew this was the one that was gonna make my morning serene.I wake every morning at 3:38am & it haunts me for I have no idea why...

[eglantine]

"3:15am must be the time that you became..a poet" I am stealing that line for a poem!!! :D Thank you red queen!

[Jack...]

Hey, what about me...I inspired the line. :)

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

OK so we agree?...the dedication must say to the Queen & the Jack! LOL

[eglantine]

bwhahaha yes, i will actually

[Jack...]

Ok, I feel better now.

[Lydia Shutter]

Oh, what a gorgeous write this is, Jack. The painting certainly inspired wonderful words from your pen! Dreamy and romantic....your words find their way into my soul every time. Lydi**

[Jack...]

Lydi, you are a dream. Thank you so very much.

[Lily Finch]

OH MY ALLAH .....JACK it's SooooooooooOOOOOOOOOO Awesome......
FANTASTIC .... ummmmm mmm I'm spechlesss now

[Jack...]

Thank you so much my sweet friend. You review leaves me speechless.

[Lily Finch]

:) you always welcome

[ANTO]

WC comments malfunctioning Jack - I had said that the line I quoted was a vivid and haunting piece of poetry in a sea of such. But sure, WC commentary widget is haunted methinks...lol

[Jack...]

Thanks again Anto. I had a feeling that's what you wanted to say. :)

[Joyce S. Greene]

Dramatically beautiful poetry, Jack. You have painted the essence of loveliness with your words. You are a poet with soul and I admire that greatly.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Joyce. I like your umbrella, it really stands out in a crowd. :)