Dandelion seeds whisper your name towards the end of the day,
can you feel the mantling of the sky?
Among roots and blades of grass lies self-restraint,
why is it that the sun refuses to sleep?
My breast filled with the humid emotions of June;
what is this alchemy?
I fell in love with the way your eyelids closed.
Speak, the heart’s descending to darker depths
of meaning,
golden in its knowledge of the realm’s return to dust;
do you see the delicate way in which assassins touch machinery?
As though aware of the weight of conscience;
my apologies,
that was a dreadful misinterpretation of monstrosity;
they possess none whatsoever,
keep walking— repugnance will dry anybody’s lips,
what does increase in fahrenheit have anything to do with it?
I fire up the clouds from dusk till dawn,
my tongue abrogating sweet milk that it has tasted over the years;
it’s no longer acceptable to be immune.
Photo credits: Pinterest
Song Choice: ZAYN – Dusk Till Dawn ft. Sia
Skylover Wordlist: Machinery, fahrenheit, speak, golden,
dust, assassin, return, medicine 💝
Posted for Weekly Scribblings @ Poets and Storytellers United
Brilliant and haunting combination of the two prompts.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
I like the way your poem interweaves seeds and questions, possibly seeds of doubt, Sanaa, and love the lines ‘I fell in love with the way your eyelids closed’ and ‘I fire up the clouds from dusk till dawn’.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
There is so much longing and hope here…hope for an impassioned return of all that was expressed the next time the sun sets
Thank you so much, Rommy 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
“Among roots and blades of grass lies self-restraint,”
Yes indeed, discipline is not a lost image faded into a sinking sun
Happy Wednesday Sanaa
Much💖love
Thank you so much, Gillena 🙂 so good to see you 💄❤️
much love …
Line after line after line …. amazing poetry. Sia is a favorite of mine, I love Chandelier most of all!!!
Thank you so much, Helen 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Why indeed does the sun refuse to sleep?
Great writing, Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Ron 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
From alchemy to repugnance, the sun refusing to sleep. Great write!
Thank you so much, Beverly 🙂 so good to see you 💄❤️
Love “he humid emotions of June”….beautiful, Sanaa!
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Absolutely gorgeous Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Linda 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Yes, what a beautiful joining of two prompts.”keep walking— repugnance will dry anybody’s lips”….Love that line.
Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
“I fell in love with the way your eyelids closed.
Speak, the heart’s descending to darker depths
of meaning,
golden in its knowledge of the realm’s return to dust;”
Absolutely gorgeous, Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️