Lost in the vermilion labyrinth of his lips, some days I exist
only as reflections,
their hue and shape daring me not to dodge the incoming storm
but rather to embrace it,
how many people can vouch for taking a risk?
For inhaling chaos,
when logic and reason fail us, it’s always better to go with instinct;
and in turn exhaling calm—
I am what I have always been, my ways unconventional,
I am an orchid among dandelions.
Bravely into the dark like a poem, like a prayer reach,
extend your underlying doubts and feel as the wind, the moon usher
in strength,
lift as branches of tree, I am addicted to the night and dreams of him
that consume it,
tell me, are my intentions too bold for you— you have something that
inspires living out of nothing; I am left with mauve whispers,
with everything.
Go ahead and risk, I am a Poet and you are the man that infiltrates
my thoughts,
plot twist: only I have the power to tempt him in every imaginable way
and keep myself from losing grit.
Photo credits: Loui Jover Painting, Pinterest
Tricia Sankey is our ‘guest host’ today at dVerse where she
challenges us to write a poem about taking risk. Come join
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Posted for Poetics: “Take a risk,” @dVerse Poets Pub
Oh, I love the conclusion… the tempted one can also be the temptress, maybe it’s like the Ouroboros eating itself, or like you have to have more than one piece of wood to build fire.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Sanaa,
Oh I love the plot twist that undercuts the risk to a certain extent, as the attraction rages on both sides, both sides consumed and consuming.
pax,
dora
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This seems both fact and fantasy – but always risk-taking.
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I absolutely love this poem! You’re like a poet femme fatale :-D. These lines I adore: some days I exist only as reflections / inhaling chaos / into the dark like a poem / mauve whispers. Such tantalising details! <3
Hahahaha guilty as charged! Thank you so much, Sunra 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Oh, wow. This is gorgeous:
“I am left with mauve whispers”
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You had me at mauve whispers. This piece has the full spectrum, from titillation to illusion and satisfaction. You have more energy in this one, the edge of anger, the hiss of disappointment, the reins of control.
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Best go with one’s instincts as a poet. I love the plot twist and how you described yourself as:
I am an orchid among dandelions.
But I think you can be daring and bold.
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Such passion and daring in your verses. I really liked this line: “Go ahead and risk, I am a Poet and you are the man that infiltrates
my thoughts” then comes the plot twist! Love your voice and style! 💖
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(and thank you for the glorious prompt)
only I have the power to tempt him
in every imaginable way
and keep me from losing grit
Love the assertion Sanaa! A brave lady with a strong character will meet her match and win
Hank
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Love how you brought beautiful color into your poem … you do sensuous messaging quite well .. ‘inhaling chaos’ .. two great words!
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I love the vivid images and the bold — risky — assertions in your poem
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I love this Sanaa, especially your plot twist at the end! It’s true that poets have certain special powers 🙂 I also love your image of a kind of meditation:
‘For inhaling chaos,
when logic and reason fail us, it’s always better to go with instinct;
and in turn exhaling calm—’
Sound advice!
Thank you so much, Ingrid 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
passion is risk – for is the risk that it is not the face of love?
Precisely! Thank you so much, Grapeling 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
This… is so interesting. First, I thought – dandelions are temporary… then I thought… but orchids need care… it’s such an interesting metaphor, Sanaa…
<3
David
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Oh, those mauve whispers, such a perfect way of describing private exchanges, and addiction to night and poets; I fear I have both. Amazing, Helen.
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To turn an old saying, there are two doors, one marked “heaven” and the other marked “poem about heaven”: which to choose? I’ve always gone for the latter, since the dying there is only metaphorical and grief paper-thin. Likewise I’m much better at love poems than loving. As a reader of poetry, I can only be delighted and exchanted by the risks you take in this poem about love, whether they can be actualized or not. (My disaster once was trying to love someone who was also a better poet than I.) Anyway, delightful read, so suggestive of the emotional calibrations and surrenders of risking the heart for a Beloved.
Thank you so much, Brendan 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Love is always a risk on both sides, giving and receiving. As always, I can feel the intensity of your emotions.
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Haha, I loved the plot twist. Loved this line :-
I am an orchid among dandelions.
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I definitely like this:
“For inhaling chaos,
when logic and reason fail us, it’s always better to go with instinct;
and in turn exhaling calm—”
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Oh Sanaa! I don’t even know where to begin with this! Such marvelous lines that just reach in and hold tight! God yes. I read this Muse who is as inspired with you as you are of him. Your are indeed that orchid among the dandelions inspire. Your Muse goes with instinct as well and chose you.
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Ah, romantic risk! Your poem speaks of an unsatisfied infatuation. “I am addicted to the night and dreams of him that consume it,” I love a poem of passion.
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such a romantic tryst of lover and words, this resonates deeply with all Saana … you have a real way of weaving words and love into your poems and that is real art!
Thank you so much, Kate 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
love the soft sass, Sanaa. the power is clearly inside the temptress hands.
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