A point outside the glittering current, when mind moves in more places than one
Sanaa -
December 17, 2019
Earlier PoemsPoetry

This flesh is mine, it has bled, and shed
remnants of lies
saccharine– under a sky
surrounded by convalescing breath,
the world I see before me is made of shadows
with teeth,
as my heart attempts to piece together what stones
have buried– the tree bark howling out the tales
you have told.
I walk down a trialed path while insides burn,
as roses black
break out from a blinding daze– with Jupiter in a bottle
and eternity of stars raging in my soul.

 

Photo credits: Thomas Saliot, Pinterest

Poem inspired by “The Handflower,” by Kerry O’Connor and “Stones,” by Bruce Springsteen ❤️

Posted for ‘Music With Marian’ @ Real Toads

also posted on Pantry of Poetry and Prose @ Poets United

38 Responses

  1. Susie Clevenger says:
    December 17, 2019 at 1:49 am

    “the world I see before me is made of shadows with teeth” That is rich imagery. Your poem spills the deep emotion of pain into our palms and mixes with our own.

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  2. Sherry Blue Sky says:
    December 17, 2019 at 3:08 am

    Shadows with teeth….and the tree bark howling out the tales you have told……fantastic…….as are the eternity of stars raging in your soul. Strong and wonderful images.

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  3. Old Egg says:
    December 17, 2019 at 9:42 am

    Experiences in life and with love often make us hurt as never before. The first you accept the other you never forget. How sad this piece is Sanaa, luckily I am old enough to be able to look back on those early years with acceptance rather than sadness. Curiously the first girl that broke my heart contacted me after both our partners died just to be great friends.

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  4. Margaret says:
    December 17, 2019 at 11:56 am

    This poem leaves me feeling scared and depressed… sounds like she’s better off being alone. I think women need to learn that “romance” can wait. Let go, be free, love yourself and move on. Who needs all this pain? Right?

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  5. Marian says:
    December 17, 2019 at 6:52 pm

    Ahhh… really nice, Sanaa. I love the gentle almost-rhymes in this, and “trialed path” is so weighty. May we not have to walk that path for too long. xo

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  6. Helen L Dehner says:
    December 18, 2019 at 12:12 am

    Love the image you share and how it is the urban counterpart to Western landscape. A lovely write!

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  7. Bjorn Rudberg says:
    December 18, 2019 at 4:12 am

    Oh the path that many of us follow… wonder if we every will know what we may find at its end.
    I think the shadows with teeth sounds a lot like what I have seen

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  8. Kerry says:
    December 18, 2019 at 7:25 pm

    Jupiter in a bottle is still my favourite line!

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  9. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:
    December 21, 2019 at 9:28 am

    Yes, like Kerry I love ‘Jupiter in a bottle’ … and also the strong and beautiful images others have quoted. And I always love your long, complex titles – which, as a general rule, are not supposed to work well for poetry, but in your hands are always wondrous.

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  10. Magaly Guerrero says:
    December 22, 2019 at 11:52 am

    This is my latest favorite by you, my dearest Sanaa. The images are so alive, bursting with emotions, and rich with truth. Those “shadows / with teeth” sure can bite.

    I love what you did with Kerry’s words.

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  11. Thotpurge says:
    December 22, 2019 at 3:20 pm

    Shadows are indeed more grim than reality… nice imagery.

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  12. gillena says:
    December 22, 2019 at 8:47 pm

    “Shadows with teeth” that is super rich imagery

    Happy Sunday

    Much🎅love

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  13. Ron. says:
    December 22, 2019 at 8:51 pm

    Shadows with teeth and an eternity of stars…Marvelous!

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  14. Rommy says:
    December 22, 2019 at 9:22 pm

    Gorgeous and heart-aching imagery here Sanaa. The heart may be broken, but those raging stars indicate that there is still some spirit and fight left, and that may be all that’s needed to start the healing.

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  15. H. Hennenburg says:
    December 23, 2019 at 1:16 am

    I LOVE “clouds with teeth”…AND “Jupiter in a bottler”…AND “stars raging in my soul!” Whew, I have to catch my breath now. Wonderful poem, Sanaa. 🙂

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  16. Sherry Blue Sky says:
    December 23, 2019 at 1:25 am

    I love the “tree bark howling the stories you have told.”

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  17. Chrissa says:
    December 23, 2019 at 5:56 am

    This…wow. What a powerful speaker and those roses…love this!!

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  18. ZQ says:
    December 23, 2019 at 9:00 am

    pure…

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  19. Colleen LOOSELEAFNOTES says:
    December 23, 2019 at 11:34 am

    Even when it’s dark it sounds sensual! I’m thinking about Jupiter in a bottle.

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