Handcrafted in Feeling

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Handcrafted in feeling;
I twirl in the lucid flow of air—uninhibited
I am guilty of it as anyone,
the lit fuse of my lips disregards the conventions of the world
just by existing.
Unload the night sky, a moment in a lifetime ago,
stifled sighs
and let it slip from shoulders, who knows what we know
when we ask it questions—
enact a thousand reasons why,
why promises of growing seasons rumble from your irises?
Even when we barely touch?
I am a flower soaked and lost in your current,
mint cream cheese icing to your cupcake;
I need not cite the passage that contains details
because Summer
sweltering hot and
sweet has already cited it— the same way
the moon
tames the sun
as they embrace each other during an eclipse;
to say that I am surprised would be an understatement.

 

 

 

Photo credits: Pinterest

Skylover Wordlist: Enigmatic (words found after
scrambling are) Icing, enact, tame, cite, mint 💝

Posted for Writers’ Pantry @ Poets and Storytellers United

34 Replies to “Handcrafted in Feeling”

  1. Yes, it really is lovely to hear you recite your own work Sanaa. Mind you I don’t agree we should blame ourselves for we are all different and that is how life made us.

  2. ‘Handcrafted in feeling’ makes me think of the potter’s wheel scene in Ghost! I love the lines: ‘Unload the night sky, a moment in a lifetime ago’ and ‘to say that I am surprised would be an understatement’.

    1. Oh my! I love that movie and remember the scene you are referring to! Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you! 💄❤️

  3. I had to read this one out loud to my husband. We both enjoyed the imagery and had a wonderful discussion over it.

  4. this was a savory delight because of these lines:

    I am a flower soaked and lost in your current,
    mint cream cheese icing to your cupcake;
    I need not cite the passage that contains details
    because Summer
    sweltering hot and sweet has already cited it— the same way
    the moon tames the sun
    as they embrace each other during an eclipse;

    so deliciously descriptive it just makes me swoon. Great write!

  5. From the “promises of growing seasons rumble from your irises?” to your description of the dance between the sun and moon during an eclipse, these words are the art of two people in their belonging.

    Well done, Sanaa.

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