Portrait of a Woman

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Essence of hope is tinged on sky;
             and I strolled outside just in time
to lounge ‘neath pale fuchsia sun.
              This is the path, which I desire to
enter; from miles foresee a future
             serene, oh’ rapture alone tastes of 
melons and berries.

My words alone taste warm as fire
            though scent may be syrupy sweet.
Dare you scorn, when you defy me;
          my wrath endure as stench of meat.

I’m a woman, darling like a careless
         whisper, golden dream conspicuous
through ash and smoke. To love me 
          is akin to losing sleep, come build a
bridge and clear your path. I, might
         seem mosaic but simpler than math.

Reminiscence sighs ‘neath weeping
          willow tree, when I strolled outside 
in time to blow promises to crescent.
         Embracing a path which has chosen
me at present.

 

 

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Posted for Rommy’s Challenge @ Real Toads

For my prompt “Women are the real architects of Society” on Friday 10th
March at 8:00 am EDT

& Posted on poems written on Prompt Nights 

Posted on Open Link Night @ dVerse Poets Pub

76 thoughts on “Portrait of a Woman

  1. Kerry O'Connor says:

    I’m a woman, darling like a careless
    whisper, golden dream conspicuous
    through ash and smoke.

    Such lovely thoughts expressed in this poem, Sanaa.

  2. Glenn Buttkus says:

    A lifetime of studying women still leaves me more fascinated than informed–I mean they whelp the world, they assume the essence of boats, cars, mountains and ships. I, too, like your take on the taste of rapture.

  3. Gayle Walters Rose says:

    She sounds like a woman to be reckoned with…best not cross her! You describe her in a most artistic and creative way.

  4. Bev says:

    This reminded me somehow of my trip to the grocery today. A husband and wife were choosing a bag of potatoes, she rejected each bag he chose and I heard him mumble under his breath “No use arguing with a woman”! Women ARE complex. Your words are well chosen.

  5. scott hastie says:

    Lovely write dear Sanaa, which for me skilfully captures what it is to be fluidly and mercurially feminine – an enchanting and seductive piece… Thanks for sharing it… With Best Wishes Scott

  6. Magaly Guerrero says:

    I love the taste of the words, the defiance of the speaker, the fight between the different images… which work more like a dance. So many contradictions balancing each other. It’s yummy.❤️

  7. Marina Sofia says:

    Have to remark on the aptness of this line ‘I might seem mosaic but simpler than math’, but I also love the numerous allusions to sweet, candy, confectionery and pinkish colours – great theme running through your poem.

  8. Ellecee says:

    I love the strength in this, she is not to be considered for beauty and femininity alone “My words alone taste warm as fire
    though scent may be syrupy sweet.” She has a backbone too 🙂

  9. Edit says:

    This is so wonderful!
    “I’m a woman, darling like a careless
    whisper, golden dream conspicuous
    through ash and smoke.” Beautiful!❤️
    Have a lovely weekend! 🙂

  10. Gina (Singledust) says:

    this was a lovely portrait of a woman, everything she is and wanting to be loved for, you have captured the essence of a woman’s soul. my favourite line and one that resonated deep with me – To love me
    is akin to losing sleep, – beautiful and so deep!

  11. Old Egg says:

    For all the enticement there is still an undercurrent of fear in this male reader who sees the warning signs but can he resist the danger? I’ll let you know!

  12. Just Barry says:

    This is brilliant! I especially liked:

    I’m a woman, darling like a careless
    whisper, golden dream conspicuous
    through ash and smoke. To love me
    is akin to losing sleep, come build a
    bridge and clear your path. I, might
    seem mosaic but simpler than math.

    That stanza is just so dense and dope, it reads like a hip-hop verse!

  13. paul scribbles says:

    Powerful and evocative prose in praise of the feminine..paths that choose you are the ones to behold. Walk them in beauty.

  14. Angela says:

    I love this, Sanaa! I especially love the last stanza. The visualization of wishing to the moon and the idea that the path has chosen her at the moment. Sometimes it feels like just that…

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