Aubade – When The Wind Is Tossing The Amaryllis

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Play for me
unremittingly, leave me a tender moment in a tea cup
a stolen kiss,
a backward glance and I will pledge my heart
my soul,
my undying allegiance and love to you
many an autumn has witnessed the passing of decades
the swirling of smoke,
and broken hopes lying debilitated upon the ground
like a pile of ash,
go on
tell me what you were just about to ask
above the sky
reeks of desolation and dismay,
yet these verses of mine hold hands with resilience
and joy,
what’s the cause of this bravery
my writing does not say,
play for me when the wind is tossing the amaryllis,
when moon refuses to settle
and is bleeding sliver,
I have seen you during the darkest hour,
in times of sorrow,
and in times of disassociation with the mind,
how you blend with the notes of the piano
for feelings
might not always be reachable,
I am rain oblivious to the impression I give,
an echo
bursting into the shades of urban life,
play for me
because no matter how diverse the melody you and I’ll always
unite
in chorus.

 

Photo credits: Ian Dooley, Unsplash

Posted for Poems in April @ Real Toads

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38 thoughts on “Aubade – When The Wind Is Tossing The Amaryllis

  1. Kerry says:

    An aubade set to music, how very beautiful:

    no matter how diverse the melody you and I’ll always
    unite in chorus

  2. Magaly Guerrero says:

    There is so much beauty in this one, Sanaa. Not just how well the lines dance together, how effective they are at helping us see and feel the speaker’s wants… but also in her plea, in the sensuality and love it packs. There is so much she is willing to give, she believes so deeply… If he feels the same way, the result would be magical.

  3. Kim M. Russell says:

    I enjoyed your autumnal aubade, Sanaa. I’d like a tender moment left in my tea cup, and a stolen kiss! I love the lines:
    ‘play for me when the wind is tossing the amaryllis,
    when moon refuses to settle
    and is bleeding sliver…’
    and
    ‘I am rain oblivious to the impression I give,
    an echo
    bursting into the shades of urban life’.

  4. Chrissa says:

    This swirls lovely through the lines–I’m awestruck by everything you draw out, the way you render the music in the lines. Just gorgeous.

  5. dsnake1 says:

    this is so beautiful. there are so many lovely & memorable lines, and the ending is so perfect.
    reading your poem, i am imagining a film noir. 🙂

  6. Sara McNulty says:

    “above the sky
    reeks of desolation and dismay,
    yet these verses of mine hold hands with resilience
    and joy, . . .”

    A soulful write from a soulful person. Lovely.

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