Waking | Teen Ink

Waking

April 16, 2011
By writehanded SILVER, Gasport, New York
writehanded SILVER, Gasport, New York
5 articles 5 photos 4 comments

Blue parachutes of bedroom walls are drifting down from flight as
dreamy light slips through the cracks in curtains,
bright enough to wake the soul but
not so much to read a bible.

I emerge, tousled feathers in my hair and
Wondering where I came from, out there,
songbirds stirring in the rain
but in the nighttime, anything could have been
and was,
As Sleep took sheets for wings
only to leave me misremembering but
happy
in the morning.


The author's comments:
Waking up seems to be my happiest moment all day lately. It's the one time I feel pure bliss in an otherwise rough time of my life. This morning I woke up feeling like I'd been slammed over the head with dreams, but in a nice way, thoroughly confused and peaceful. I felt very close to God and that's been difficult lately. I wanted to capture my favorite time of day and maybe keep it with me longer. The title Waking is on one level, of course, waking up. It is also a reference to the many deaths that have occurred around me this year, as in many wakes, like I am in a state of waking. But I mean it more hopefully, because it felt this morning as though I were waking up from the sorrow to peacefulness.

Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 2 comments.


on Jul. 28 2011 at 8:28 pm
writehanded SILVER, Gasport, New York
5 articles 5 photos 4 comments
Thank you! 

Mike Miller said...
on Jul. 28 2011 at 8:06 pm
Excellent piece - the clever "double entendre" of wake is quite engaging.