24 January 2015

Let Me Stay





I must have pulled the blanket up during the night
the one weighted on me past dawn, hugging, holding
clinging oh-let-me-stay my shawl to the window
where it continues over road and hedge and cars
as the heavy white laid down while I slept deeply.

I love these moments of unbroken mood, textured
in every substance, drenching all in mystery.
I float in it down the stairs to slow motion morning
routines and see even the minute and second
hands of time dancing to its warm and loving grace.

Knowing this blanket will melt into the daytime
I drink deeply, beaming thank you into pale day.



Posted for Poets United Poetry Pantry #236

 Somewhat influenced by Brian's MeetingTheBar: Breaking & Entering at dVerse Poets Pub, playing with 6-feet in an unrhymed sonnet.

Copyright © 2015 S.L.Chast




28 comments:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh you have captured the stillness of deep sleep and waking to a world blanketed in white.....lovely writing, Susan. I love this one!

Claudia said...

oh nice... i love the mood of this... and love the pic as well... both with such a peaceful atmosphere

Brian Miller said...

smiles....i wish another blanket would fall....maybe tuesday they say...and i could sleep in....
i slept so good last night as well....there are def days that i wish i could just stay under
the heavy blankets....

kaykuala said...

A good sleep is heavenly! Never a better moment to savor than that! Wonderful write Susan!

Hank

Mary said...

There is something about a warm blanket, whether metaphorical or actual. And sometimes a person really does want to carry that warm blanket with them throughout the day!

Björn Rudberg said...

Sounds like a perfect way to wake unless you have to head out on the road for some reason. Better stay a while a wake properly.

Heaven said...

Broken it may be, but a lovely sonnet to read Susan ~ And as it is cold outside, I am snuggling under blanket now ~

Grace

Wolfsrosebud said...

intense... as if in slow motion... you expressed the moments well

Nataša Dolenc said...

it can be nice to snuggle inside as you watch the blanket outside...

Kim Nelson said...

Beaming thank you... the ideal way to start a day. This poem offers a glimpse through gauze. Lovely.

Loredana Donovan said...

Love the different meanings you gave to "blanket" literally & metaphorically ~ as in snow outside and the warmth inside ~ such comfort and peace in this piece.

Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

What a lovely way to wake--and still feel that pull toward warmth and sleep--beautifully written Susan!

Kenn Merchant said...

There definitely are days where I could use a blanket such as that.

totomai said...

the first time i experience this, i was scared - i thought how can i go to work.

the atmosphere you painted in your poem reminded of that particular moment.

Donna@LivingFromHappiness said...

Beautiful imagery of the blanket of snow on the outside while we sleep deep, warm and snuggled inside.

Truedessa said...

Ah, to stay under the warm blankets as the snow softly falls and blankets the earth. Knowing the sun will eventually melt the layers.

SuyashJ said...

'beaming thank you into pale day' .... made me smile

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

I don't know snow, but this has a lovely atmosphere, both comfortable and comforting.

rallentanda said...

This is a beautiful view from your window There is a lovely peace and contentment about this poem It reminds me of the first time I woke up to a snowscape...I remember the stillness and everything magically transformed into beauty with that white frosting.
One of your best.
PS
I left you a message on Jae Rose...I think my computer has been hacked.

nan said...

Splendid poem of gratitude. It fills me with quiet and warmth on a cold morning!

humbird said...

Love the flow of the first stanza, and the image of blanket... Sometimes I too slow down the morning, another - jump in vertical mood....Love

Jae Rose said...

Those wonderful half awake but still relaxed moments are so wonderful...lovely window to snuggle in front of too!

Gillena Cox said...

lovely use of metaphor, a really nice poem

have a good week; oh and thank you for stopping over to read mine

much love...

Gabriella said...

Your words convey a very serene atmosphere. There is something very peaceful and comforting about a blanket of snow after a snow fall.

soulsmusic said...

I have an alpaca throw that pulls me into night and only reluctantly lets me go in the morning. Wonderful write...

Elizabeth

Ankita said...

Blanket of snow - I always felt mother Earth slept well with a blanket as I do.Smiles..

G L Meisner said...

Sound like someone I know.

Stacy Lynn Mar said...

you totally pulled me into this atmosphere...i found myself there, perhaps mid-morning, slow drizzle of snow outside the window, reluctant to leave my warm space.