Beneath a Satin Moon,
In a golden wood,
Beneath a painted sky,
A paper house is standing,
Underneath a satin Moon.
And in the garden growing,
Pastel flowers flourish,
And never lose their bloom.
Summer, Winter, Spring or Fall,
As lovely as they are,
They never see a raindrop fall.
And tiger lilies made of silk,
Slink around a lily pond,
Of which there are, you know,
Quite fond.
As gilded Goldfish swim
amidst the frilly lilies,
Blue waters smooth as glass,
Gaze upon the heavens,
As they pass,
Reflecting all they see,
In nature’s perfect harmony.
All this of course,
Is nothing but pure imagery,
But none the less,
It interests me.
For it’s as real,
as real can be,
But then, of course,
Who knows reality?
Karen Ann DeMers © 1996
Pen & Paper 
Lovely writing, Karen!
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Thank you Becky and I am so glad you like it.
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Remaking yourself, Karen? Yes, who really knows?
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I am finding myself. The way I once thought about things and it was a time when things were normal and not so decisive as they are not.
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Glad to hear it. I’m here if you need a set of eyes. I’ve been bangin’ out a wildly varied set of scenes, so, I’m of a mind.
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Anonymole, I will surely go now to visit your account here on WordPress.
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It’s good to see a new post from you, Karen! I love your poem. I stand ready to enter that reality. Is there a portal you can point me to?
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I wish…I would love to there about now. Sometimes, reality doesn’t seem real especially now. So, this poem is a reflection about how I feel at this moment, even though I wrote it a long time ago.
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I’ve seen several poems like that lately. They are so of the present moment—yet they were written years ago.
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Beautiful poem, Karen.
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Kathy Lauren, Thank so much.
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Lovely poetry, Karen!
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Jennie, thank you so much. I had fun writing this poem. Karen 🙂
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You’re welcome, Karen. 🙂
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A wonderful poem, Karen. I love the musing over what is reality. ❤
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D. Thank you so much. I am so thrilled that you and 16 others like it. 🙂
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Beautiful imagery and wonderful words from a wonderful and brilliant poet.
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Timothy…do you really think so? You don’t think it is a little childish?
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I just read your comment…wow…thank you so much, your opinion means a great deal to me.
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You are a great poet and never let anyone tell you any different. 🙂
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Thank you, my good friend!
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I’ve been thinking a lot about Alice In Wonderland lately and your poem evokes that same magic, it seems as if we’ve all gone through the looking glass and are desperately trying to find our way back!
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Yes, we are all looking through the looking glass and we are desperate to find our way back to kinder, better place to be.
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Time seems to speed up on this side of the looking glass, I can’t believe November 1st is just around the corner!
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Hi, I have been working on putting together a poetry book for Timothy M. DiVito entitled, “Poetry Passion” and it is now completed except for formatting on Amazon and putting up December 1st on Amazon. He is a great poet, but he needed lots of help to get it ready for publication. I am now free to do my own novel…at last. I hope you are doing well.
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Thank you for checking in…
I just came back from a wonderful getaway to Vancouver Island (it was a now or never decision!) and I’m so glad we went as our region just entered a two week lockdown!
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Hi, I agree, yes, we are all trying to find our way back and now with a new President elect we will bring back decency to America. Thank you for liking my poem “Beneath a Satin Moon”.
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Truth, decency and unity are wonderful values to look forward to!
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