Sing to me with your ever-altering leaves, Autumn

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Periodically, panting, the gleaming parquet floor
creaks underfoot;
pervasive thoughts halting to every urge,
like rose wine
the sense, the taste of you awakens every ounce,
every fiber of my soul-

With every changing season,
                                             I am looking for a reason.

Boastingly, brilliantly the blue sky inebriated
speaks of bravery,
as I trace circles with fingertips from lips
to collarbone,
thoroughly exploring wisps of breath;
Autumn is a time for bearing against the wind,
for introspection,
a combination of events, chances, wishes that thrill
beyond measure.

Dichotomy tells of contrasts between two things;
ebony black brooding
versus
dove-white conviction,
I have loved you without knowing how, without
knowing when,
I cannot decide whether it’s clairvoyance or déjà vu
that draws me to your being—only
that sweet sting of syntax serves as confirmation.

Are you afraid to believe?
To embrace the aching sensuality of your thighs?
I adore their resilience,
their vulnerability, their anger, their passion, their truth
and lies.

Love iambic – Love invigorating

With every changing season,
                                  I am looking for a reason.

 

 

 

Photo credits: Pinterest

Peter hosts on dVerse tonight and invites us to write the sounds of our poetry. (I hope I got it right) 🙂

Posted for MTB: Let Your Words Ring Out @ dVerse Poets Pub

32 Replies to “Sing to me with your ever-altering leaves, Autumn”

  1. The closing line, looking for that really made me think of all the build-up of longing you have in your poem….
    is it really worth it. (yes)

  2. This really reminded me of Wallace Stevens with these lines:

    “Dichotomy tells of contrasts between two things;
    ebony black brooding
    versus
    dove-white conviction…”

    I love the sound and the rhythm in this piece, and this as well is brilliant:

    “Love iambic – Love invigorating

    With every changing season,
    I am looking for a reason.”

    The rhyme, the repetition here, it’s gorgeous and mesmerizing. This piece in its entirety is sensual with intimacy, accepting oneself, and being vulnerable with emotions. That’s visceral and beautiful the way you weaved these themes together. Very well-written!

  3. What Lucy said. Sanaa, this is one of your most sophisticated and full-blown poetics. You took every aspect of the sound prompt, alliteration, rhyme and refrain, and you soared with it, sprinkling it with romance, lust, and reaching for the understanding of love. I adored this piece; congrats. “I have loved you without knowing how, without knowing when”–so cool, makes me swoon and smile.

  4. Yes, lots of sensual sounds here – adds to the yearning in this piece – ‘black brooding’; ‘sweet sting of syntax serves’ great soundings – I particularly liked ‘…sense, the taste of you awakens…’ the s sounds – sense and taste – and the long a’s – ‘taste’ ‘awakens’ – lovely stuff. Thanks for joining in the fun today.

  5. Your poem illustrates “it’s complicated” so very well. The mood swings, the agonizing wonderings. Oscar Wilde said, “Life is a daring adventure — or nothing.”

  6. Lucy said it well, this is a true love poem whispering and roaring the complexity of love lust longing … waiting knowing yet unknowing!

  7. This is so beautifully done. Your words weave the sensual and the seasonal as though they are one. I love your word plays….

    ebony black brooding
    versus
    dove-white conviction,

    that sweet sting of syntax

  8. Most of what I wanted to say has already been said, Sanaa. I love the way you spread the alliteration on ‘p’ and ‘b’ (labial sounds) which makes it sound like little kisses throughout your poem, and the passion in the lines:
    ‘the sense, the taste of you awakens every ounce,
    every fiber of my soul’
    and
    ‘…I trace circles with fingertips from lips
    to collarbone,
    thoroughly exploring wisps of breath’.

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