A Field Of Ash In The Dark Poem by James Timothy Jarrett

To my daughter, my golden child. I love you.

I like the description you evoke in the beginning lines especially “A lace wrapped wraith with golden hair” and the comparison of the event with sleep, dream, mist, and forest. Well done.

the life and light that only one can feel about ones child they can only visit us in our dreams and that is where they stay as pure as the day they were born

This poem is amazing! i wish i could write something this amazing!

An unsettling poem, a haunting one, and, as most dreams are at times, frightening as well. One like this leaves one with a disturbed feeling all the next day. Beautifully crafted to show that feeling.

Beautifully seductive dream. All best wishes to you.

My second in the reading of your poetry... your two for two. Nice one...

On second read, the color and feel have changed to slightly dark and forboding. As this is your daughter, hopefully, just a random dream and nothing more. Still, wonderful use of imagery and mystery.

And a beautiful dream it is! Wonderfully descriptive imagery here, Jim - almost magical. 'A lace wrapped wrath with golden hair' - I love this line, especially. Nice one! Linda :)

The title is intriguing. Beautiful descriptive images. Has a pleasant, wistful tone. A good poem.