Of love and neutral tones

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As I would peel gold from a persimmon 
so would I strip away hauteur 
buried
behind the storm of your downcast eyes,
nothing quite touches me
like innocence 
and words kept from addressing their pain.

You see 
I want you from your skin 

to your soul,
your smile deserves to be kissed 
as though clouds
that touch upon a rouge sunset,
I crave the emotions
stirring deep inside your breast 
the fiery essence 
of despair mingled with conviction
and hope. 


You are cornucopia
of winter sunshine, fire, velvet wind, oh layers
of begrudging leaves
who for purposes benign my warm and giving
nature deceive.

 

Photo credits: Rusty Gold by L.L. Williams

Posted for Artistic Interpretations with Margaret @ Real Toads 

50 thoughts on “Of love and neutral tones

  1. Shawna says:

    This is incredible, Sanaa. You should be very proud of this piece.

    These are my favorites:

    “nothing quite touches me
    like innocence
    and words kept from addressing their pain”

    “You are cornucopia
    of winter sunshine, fire, velvet wind”

  2. Bjorn Rudberg says:

    The imagery of colors are so filled with passion and struggle it seems like love is not absence of pain (rather the opposite)

  3. Alicia Grimshaw says:

    Rich with colors and feeling. These are the lines that most resonated with me,
    “nothing quite touches me
    like innocence
    and words kept from addressing their pain.”
    I also really like the last stanza.

  4. Kim M. Russell says:

    You’ve really captured the colours of that image in your poem, Sanaa, and burrowed deeper into it in the lines:
    ‘As I would peel gold from a persimmon
    so would I strip away hauteur
    buried
    behind the storm of your downcast eyes’,
    There is so much passion in the wanting, the rouge sunset and the fiery essence of despair, and I love the ‘cornucopia of winter sunshine, fire, velvet wind’.

  5. Rommy says:

    It’s hard to be in love with someone who prefers to wall themselves off emotionally. The sensible thing to do would be to find someone else, but hearts are rarely sensible.

  6. HA says:

    Ah, such a beautiful rendering, Sanaa. I love how you capture the traits of the person and your own response to it through the winter imagery. Also, the lines are perfectly measured here, giving in and holding back, exactly the way it should be.
    Wishing you a great year! 🙂

  7. Kerry says:

    Really, a most amazing interpretation of the painting, and an immaculate love poem in its own right. A thrilling start to a new year of poetry.

    • Sanaa says:

      Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Kerry 😍 so glad you enjoyed it! ❤️

      Wishing you a very happy new year 🎆🎊🎈🍷

  8. Jim says:

    This norming I am smiling, Sanaa. Your words made me smile, they would be fine on a “Love you” greeting card. My first thought today, though, did not go away. As I read I looked up and through our back door I saw our Orange Tree, with its three ripe oranges. Said, Jim, “you must pick them before the rain and then the cold comes later on.”
    (Mrs. Jim enjoyed her BDay wishes. Thank you.)
    ..

  9. wildchild47\Pat says:

    this is redolent for its splendor – infused with such colourful language, it wraps up a season and a person’s character, and the wanting of it – and them, in a truly artfully explored fashion Sanaa – how lovely –
    it’s a bit like sitting down and getting cozy with a warm cup of something, in comfort and anticipation-
    marvelous!

  10. Kimberly Scherrer says:

    Sublimely rich with colors and feeling! I adore these lines:
    “your smile deserves to be kissed 
    as though clouds
    that touch upon a rouge sunset.”

  11. Chris Evans says:

    Love how you open with ‘As I would peel gold from a persimmon,’ you have really managed to capture all the colours in the painting!

  12. Priya Bhaskar says:

    This is so full of color and passion, Sanaa! 💙 I adore these lines:
    ‘your smile deserves to be kissed 
    as though clouds
    that touch upon a rouge sunset.’

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