Poem inspired by the title of Sappho’s poetic masterpiece, “In my eyes he matches the gods.”
and speak
for my tongue is broken,
my shoulders dusted with a soft blush
and the full moon
that serves as sole witness to possibility that alights
on my heart.
In my eyes he matches the gods,
the man
who with the slightest inclination of his brow
pours longing into lush reeds in water,
profusely gold
and I hearing nothing but sweet murmur of his voice
become as wind,
urging the night to linger awhile.
Savagely dark, I surrender to the sound of his breath
circling me
as clouds, as a flock of ravens wild,
I write him poems and make love on paper
lips as sour cherries,
I contemplate as outside the trees sing his name.
To wish a darkness in every eye that dares to lock with yours
is paradigm shift
tell me, is it so inscrutable a concept for me to want you
all to myself?
a wanton wave washes over me,
as I desire for meeting of souls, of fingers running through hair
and caressing my skin,
surely you must feel the same?
But all must be endured since even a poor hungers for bread,
your only cruelty is that there is smoke
and heat and flames
but you know not passion: it burns for you.
Photo credits: Pinterest
Posted for “Wild Friday: First Edition” @ Poets United
From the title to the last word– mesmerizing Sanaa. A very passionate write. Love the kind of emotions you’ve portrayed all through specially towards the end! Wow!
Thank you so much, Sumana 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
With the greatest of ease, and the most wonderful sensuality, you have made the Sappho poem all yours.
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you liked it! ❤️
I so love the third stanza. The speakers description of the night, her confessions about needs being satisfied through ink, her connection to nature’s wilds. So many wonderful images in that stanza, so many truths. And the sensual tone dances with Sappho’s poem.
Thank you so much, Magaly 😍 so glad the poem resonated with you ❤️
Wonderfully done! I loved every line. Lovely sweeping images. I love him pouring longing into lush reeds in water.
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
The unrecognised passion stated at the end heightens a sadness in the longing
Thanks for a very interesting prompt. Happy you dropped bt to read mine
Much💞love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Much🌹🌻🌷love
Desire like this can consume a person whole. The descriptions are quite stirring.
Thank you so much, Rommy 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you ❤️
This is stunning Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Linda 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
The longing at the end is quite sad.
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Toni ❤️
I love the way you expanded on the burning passion that is felt by the observer and yet unnoticed by his intended. Beautiful ♥️
Thank you so much, Vivian 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
You had me at “and speak / for my tongue is broken”, but “pours longing into lush reeds in water” is so sensual to me. There is so much incredibly sensual here. Just delicious.
Thank you so much, H. Hennenburg 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
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“even a poor hungers for bread,” sers the stage, he is rich with potential but is a klutz that doesn’t appreciate the good. Very typical, and you showed us so nicely. Great ending, Sanaa.
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Thank you so much, Jim 😀 so good to see you ❤️
How beautifully you constructed this poem Sanaa. Those feelings were so real that readers are either observers or participants in this love scene.
Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you ❤️
Sappho would be honored by your contribution~ I, too love the dance the stream of thoughts-so, fluid and sensual! Bravo~
Thank you so much, Ella 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
And yet that is cruelty enough for the poor voice herein, who makes love on paper and burns.
Thank you so much, Susan 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Passionate and sensual! but, in the end, there is a deep sadness.
Thank you so much, Mary 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you ❤️
I really got swept along in this poem – and I agree with the others the beginning and end are very entrancing
Thank you so much, Jae 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Your imagery scaled the heights…..at the end, realizing the beloved does not reciprocate the feelings, is sad, but realistic. Wonderful writing. I loved the ravens, and the reeds.
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
This is striking. It elevates beyond mortality while keeping the speaker just there…amazing.
Thank you so much, Chrissa 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
This is so striking, the images of passion, how much love can be bled by the ink of your fingers… very good.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so good to see you ❤️
I missed this poem the first time around because I was busy with grandmother duties, so I’m delighted you shared it again at the pantry, Sanaa. Passion pulses through these lines! I love the fine details in the description of the man who ‘matches the gods’ and especially love the imagery in the lines:
‘… I surrender to the sound of his breath
circling me
as clouds, as a flock of ravens wild,
I write him poems and make love on paper’
and alliteration in:
‘a wanton wave washes over me’.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Your work is stunning! Imagery is so lush and sensual–just gorgeous writing
Awwww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Audrey 😀 so glad you enjoyed it! ❤️
I must have missed this when you first posted the poem. I can feel the longing even though the heart knows the relationship is not good. I think you have captured the mixed feelings and the end result is true sadness.
Thank you so much, Truedessa 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you ❤️
Wow! A masterful job on the imagery in this, Sanaa. This is really exceptional work!
Thank you so much, Wendy 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
you write the most exquisite and sensual poetry, Sanaa.
Sappho would gladly approve of this elegant poem. 🙂
Awwww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Lee San 😀 so glad you liked it! ❤️
You have spun quite a spell.
❤️❤️❤️❤️
So lovely!
Thank you so much, Philip 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️