Sleepwalking: NaPoWriMo, Day 4



Marc Chagall, Le Somnambule



Wake to the sky-blush

a brilliant fevered-red


breathing spring,



as you recall the dream (was it a dream?)

of moon music


floating through the window,

of languorous light


dripping puppy-tongued

over the forest,


and diamond ships

sailing across the midnight-blue sea.


Then ask–

what of the fiddler?


whose song whispers of longing,

of belonging, of why,


but embracing if

in a kiss


of honeyed notes,

almost velvet


a symphony of smoke and angels

time and life.


The prompt for Day 4 of NaPoWriMo asked us to consider dream images.  Of course, I consulted the Poetry Oracle. Chagall also created paintings of a fiddler on a roof.


24 thoughts on “Sleepwalking: NaPoWriMo, Day 4

  1. Chagall is like Redon. I put them in the same category although Chagall must have had as many nightmares as dreams.
    This is a lovely song, with honeyed notes and moon music 🙂

  2. Breathing and listening–and of course dreams. I remember that Chagall painting from one of Jane’s prompts–definitely worth revisiting.
    Your description of the fiddler is just like the Yo Yo Ma music in my coda today. (K)

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