And touch the stubble plains with velvet hue, until the soul is filled with deep contentment

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Under ambrose pale that has painted the leaves
upon the ground,
the long shadows of early September and the last remnants
of cerulean blue Summer,
I have mastered the art of getting by
my determination raging in every drop of my blood and snakeskin.

Mercurial and wayward is lust,
that has discovered its way deep into the shy regions
mark my shoulders with the willfulness of night,
let it settle somewhere between the grey smudged sky
and my sensuality,
I am a seamstress of plain dealing,
arbiter of wild and tame
in dreams I dance with love sliding down as moonlight
down my length,
I, too gentle for words, am a product of Virgo Rising.

I am a woman wrapped in poesy, a flickering naked candle flame
let me guide you
to the secret places in your soul,
do you ever wonder
just how decadent it gets-
undulating
like ivory waves on the ocean
your senses follow mine,
as I continue to be unapologetically myself.

 

 

Photo credits: Seamstress, @catschappach

Posted for ‘Kerry’s Challenge’ @ Real Toads

and Posted on Poetry Pantry @ Poets United

52 thoughts on “And touch the stubble plains with velvet hue, until the soul is filled with deep contentment

  1. Jim says:

    This poem builds up and I feel sorry for the poor seamstress. I feel a slowing climax is reached with the lone I liked best, “let me guide you
    to the secret places in your soul.”
    I enjoyed reading it and will read it again
    ..

  2. Kerry says:

    I am a seamstress of plain dealing,
    arbiter of wild and tame
    in dreams I dance with love sliding down as moonlight
    down my length…

    Fabulous writing, Sanaa. I love the way you used key phrases to reference the art in a poem that remains entirely true to your style and themes.

  3. Kim M. Russell says:

    It was the title that first grabbed me, Sanaa, and the stubble plains touched with velvet hue, which recalled a landscape by van Gogh. I enjoyed exploring your poem, which took the image to the outer limits! I particularly love the lines:
    β€˜I am a seamstress of plain dealing,
    arbiter of wild and tame
    in dreams I dance with love sliding down as moonlight
    down my length’
    and
    β€˜β€¦ I continue to be unapologetically myself.’
    Bravo!

  4. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:

    A wonderful mix of ‘plain dealing’, dancing dreams, and above all sensuality. The phrase that particularly reverberated for me was your self-description as ‘a flickering naked candle flame’. I also admire how you made that incredibly long title work so perfectly.

    (I’ve had several attempts to get my comment to post. If you get multiples, please delete some.)

    • Sanaa says:

      (Oops! I am so sorry to hear that, maybe an issue with the server..)

      Thank you so much, Rosemary πŸ˜€ so glad you enjoyed it ❀️

  5. Mary says:

    Really nicely described. I like the characterization, and it seems there is a strength here in that last line. All we can really do is be unapologetically ourselves!

  6. Rommy says:

    That last verse… I love how it’s both an invitation and challenge. It’s shouting “Taste the richness…but know that even this sharing happens because it gives me pleasure.”

  7. Scott Hastie says:

    Hi there again Sanaa, another delightfully rich piece wreathed in a deep sensuality and an equally honest and deep understanding of what it is to be both viscerally and sensually alive… Never quite seen you as a Medusa though! And an acceptance, as well as an expression of sexuality within yourself needn’t make you so… As such a transcend at poet and lover – a siren or sorts – Yes… But a more joyful and benevolent one, I trust… Hey! Ho! Rather as dear Rommy tenderly and honestly alludes to, I think – in her very open comment above…

  8. H. Hennenburg says:

    “I am a seamstress of plain dealing” – so squarely centering. Feels like the root of all the sensuous wonder and determination and the back bone of refusing to apologize. I do love your way with words, Sanna. So fulfilling to read.

  9. Magaly Guerrero says:

    The last five lines of the second stanza are just wonderful. “I am a seamstress of plain dealing / arbiter of wild and tame” dances into the flesh and bone and warms everything. The lines read like energy that won’t be denied (or change… if they don’t want to).

  10. Bjorn Rudberg says:

    I really love all the detailed description, and that end
    spoken like a true temptress:

    let me guide you
    to the secret places in your soul, do you ever wonder
    just how decadent it gets

  11. Sara McNulty says:

    “I am a seamstress of plain dealing,
    arbiter of wild and tame
    in dreams I dance with love sliding down as moonlight
    down my length,”

    Sensual and sexual meet in a great poem.

  12. Robin Kimber says:

    How important it is to be who you want to be and not join a clan of clones. Earlier you mention getting by so I hope that achieving also come into play as surely it will with the quality of your poetry Sanaa.

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