Milk Moon ~ Part Two: Behind the drapes

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I prefer the heavy drape of velvet;
turning, transforming into new shades
and permeating
from where it was once touched—a conclusion of sorts.
We speak in tongues
as the moon slowly disintegrates into cloud,
you breathe me in
and I fill your lungs; perhaps this is the real secret of alchemy?
What is hidden and what is no longer concealed
remains a mystery—

I allow familiarity to fall in folds,
like a landscape
painted
peaceful and still; why then the need of ribaldry?
I am dampened by the passing rain, witness
to a world that’s doubly edged.

With my whole body, I taste adherence,
no almond milk in comparison tastes sweeter—
there is a reason
my poetry is written down,

words these words are what lips to you cannot possibly utter;
let them remain behind the drapes,
I observe many things.

 

 

Photo credits: N.J Covington, Drapery in Clay

A Skylover Wordlist: Almond, alchemy, landscape 💝

Posted for Writers’ Pantry @ Poets and Storytellers United

Comments

  1. Thotpurge says:

    I love the image of familiarity falling in folds….

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

  2. A fascinating scenario. I love most of all, ‘we speak in tongues’, ‘perhaps this is the real secret of alchemy?’ ‘With my whole body, I taste adherence,’ and the final line.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  3. Old Egg says:

    Often Sanaa there is a tendency to sadness in your poetry. The words are beautiful but the grieving is there. One particulat line stood out for me and that was ” I am dampened by the passing rain, witness to a world that is doubly edged”. A stunning write indeed.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Robin 🙂 so good to see you 💄❤️

  4. I love the image of the velvet drape ‘turning, transforming into new shades’, that’s what I like about that fabric, and the idea that it’s ‘a conclusion of sorts’. I especially love the soft alliterative sound, almost a swish, of ‘I allow familiarity to fall in folds’, a beautiful metaphor.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

  5. So much exists behind the drapes – a great metaphor. Loved this.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Anthony 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

  6. Wonderful work indeed, Sanaa; especially this:

    What is hidden and what is no longer concealed
    remains a mystery—

    Sometimes all we can see is what isn’t really there and, sadly, vice-versa…

    Well done

    1. Sanaa says:

      Interesting 🙂 I like your perspective on this, Ron. Thanks for stopping by 💄❤️

  7. Rommy says:

    I have often been grateful for the agility of my pen when my mouth was too clumsy to do the job right.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Rommy 🙂 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

  8. Chrissa says:

    Lovely and enfolding–the sense of the poet as an entire place and time.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Chrissa 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  9. dsnake1 says:

    there is a sense of mystery in the imagery of the poem.
    it seems there is sadness in the narrator, but there is no reason to.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Lee San 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

  10. Sometimes, inked feels are the only way to speak clearly. Sigh.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Magaly 💄❤️

  11. “I am dampened by the passing rain, witness
    to a world that’s doubly edged.”
    Another glimpse of sadness throughout this poem and it would be our hope that you hide all your words behind the drapes.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Joel 🙂 so good to see you 💄❤️

      1. Oops, I meant to write I hope you don’t you hide all your words behind the drapes. (Sorry)

        1. And another typo. I need a better editor. Keep your words flowing, Sanaa. They are beautiful and refreshing.

  12. This is gorgeous, Sanaa. I love the tension between what is and what is unseen – or perhaps I should say the unseeing. Just beautiful.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, H. Hennenburg 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  13. I especially love and relate to this line: I allow familiarity to fall in folds, like a landscape. I think you are a night shift stenographer for the moon.

    1. Sanaa says:

      High praise 😀 Thank you so much, Colleen 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

  14. Helen says:

    Velvet is a lush, lovely fabric ~ as is your poem.

    1. Sanaa says:

      ❤️❤️❤️❤️

  15. I’m sure that this is the secret of alchemy, indeed, A breathless write, Sanaa!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Vivian 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  16. Bev Crawford says:

    We keep so much behind the velvet folds … that secret inner self, vulnerable and needy.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Beverly 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

  17. So softly sensual but without any artifice–I love this!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Audrey 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

  18. gillena says:

    The image of speaking in tongues is so very intimate, nicely done
    Thanks for droppping by my dumie Sunday today Sanaa

    Much💚love

  19. this is a powerful statement:

    let them remain behind the drapes…

    your poem just oozes eloquence it’s brilliant.

  20. Oh, I find it easier to write it down than to speak it these days. You have so beautifully expressed what I’ve been feeling.

  21. cie says:

    Oh, this is beautiful!

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