Aloof and recalcitrant;
the sky speaks of alchemy that goes into shaping my landscape—
rolling hills
dressed in the colours of rain give a glimpse of what goes on inside;
this feeling is hard to explain.
I look into the mirror and see your face instead,
almond eyes vibrant with arrows sting;
they have managed to dye my implacable rivers red.
There is only the present— its soft consonants
continue
to ring in my ears, tearing apart the back seams;
what then were masks created for?
Do we really know ourselves as much as we let on?
The music of your amorous lips washes up
against barriers
and rises into nocturnal emptiness— I surrender again and again,
this inclination is darker than black: this inclination is darker than black.
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A Skylover Wordlist: Alchemy, implacable, mask, aloof, almond, nocturnal, sting, landscape 💝
Posted for Writers’ Pantry @ Poets and Storytellers United
Oooh, yummy! Despite the limitations of the situation, such sensuality.
Love, in particular, those ‘implacable rivers’, ‘soft consonants’ and the final line. (Beautiful use of repetition.)
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
I look into the mirror and see your face instead… nice! And love the repetition in the close.
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Never be ashamed of desire, it is dislike or uncaring that one should be ashamed of. Soft consonants fit very well with love and desire.
Thank you so much, Robin 🙂 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
You drew me in with a sky that ‘speaks of alchemy’ and the rolling hills ‘dressed in the colours of rain’, Sanaa! And the face in the mirror with ‘almond eyes vibrant with arrows sting’ that ‘have managed to dye my implacable rivers red’ is so full of passion. I like the repetition in the final line, which echoes the music of amorous lips washing up against barriers.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Excellently done. I particularly liked the repetition at the end.
Thank you so much, Anthony 🙂 so good to see you 💄❤️
Beautiful My favourite line “The music of your amorous lips washes up against barriers and rises into nocturnal emptiness”
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The repetition works well as an underline of the sentiments expressed
Thank you so much, Rommy 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
“Aloof and recalcitrant;
the sky speaks of alchemy”
A riviting opening. You held me transfixed by the magic of the divine
Happy Sunday Sanaa
Much💛🌺💛love
Thank you so much, Gillena 🙂 so good to see you 💄❤️
Much love..
This is the heart of a spell being cast. Amazing. 🙂
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Darker than black. The sky speaks of alchemy. I think it is an oracle and you are looking into a scrying mirror.
Thank you so much, Colleen 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
This seems sad, Sanaa. “what then were masks created for?” Masks to hide behind or maybe to protect ourselves. Sometimes people feel safe when they hide behind them.
Thank you so much, Joel 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
“eyes vibrant with arrows’ sting” piqued my fancy. So descriptive!
Also liked the “hills dressed In the colors of rain” Enjoyable read.
Thank you so much, Beverly 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
You really made good use of Skylover Wordlist. 🙂 The speaker though asks some thought-provoking questions,
“what then were masks created for?
Do we really know ourselves as much as we let on?”
A well written and contemplative piece, Sanaa. <3
Thank you so much, Khaya 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️