Suburbia
Sanaa -
February 22, 2017
Earlier PoemsPoetry

The woods we walk through are a blooming riot,
Yet part of the world that resides here’s quieted.
I gaze as white blossoms descend unto the lake,
listening to rise and fall of opinions in my chest.
Oh! skies above are tinged with tangerine calm,
knowing we smile boldly unto grief and despair.

Come, extend your hand and feel drops of rain,
as soldiers we wipe away doubt as speck of dust.
I, gaze upon hustle and bustle that rims the city,
and knowing that I am far, almost dare to revel.
The woods we walk through are of shades serene,
We whisper of woes which otherwise are unseen.

 

 

Photo credits: Pixabay

Posted for Poetics @ dVerse Poets Pub

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46 Responses

  1. Oloriel says:
    February 22, 2017 at 5:48 am

    Such a beautiful piece, the first verses were so captivating and welcoming for me. I loved this part the most:”Oh! skies above are tinged with tangerine calm,knowing we smile boldly unto grief and despair.”

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  2. Frank Hubeny says:
    February 22, 2017 at 6:29 am

    I liked the line: “we smile boldly unto grief and despair”

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  3. Bev says:
    February 22, 2017 at 7:48 am

    A walk in the woods “of shades serene”, hope in the midst of despair. Thank you.

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  4. Colleen@ LOOSELEAFNOTES says:
    February 22, 2017 at 7:55 am

    I like the contrast of the riot and quiet, shades of serene and tinges of tangerine.

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  5. Grace says:
    February 22, 2017 at 8:21 am

    The serenity of the woods and calm sky contrasting with the bustling city life ~ I love that “blooming riot” Sanaa ~

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  6. Walter Marks says:
    February 22, 2017 at 9:36 am

    “I gaze upon hustle and bustle that rims the city ―
    and knowing that I am far, I almost dare and revel.”
    The suburbs and city pale in comparison to the beauty of nature. That’s what I feel when i read these verses.

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  7. Glenn Buttkus says:
    February 22, 2017 at 11:09 am

    You had me at /as soldiers we wipe off doubt/. Your rhyme scheme works well; kind of sneaks up on you.

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  8. Bjorn Rudberg says:
    February 22, 2017 at 1:08 pm

    This is when nature is close to you, when the evenings are serene.. a nice suburb indeed.

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  9. Sumana Roy says:
    February 22, 2017 at 3:02 pm

    love the idyllic setting with white blossoms descending unto the lake, skies with tangerine calm…perfect for wiping off doubts & whispering of grief…so serene…

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  10. Kim M. Russell says:
    February 22, 2017 at 4:22 pm

    I like that you have found a romantic side of suburbia, Sanaa. I also like the lines:
    ‘Oh! skies above are tinged with tangerine calm,
    knowing we smile boldly unto grief and despair’

    and
    ‘I gaze upon hustle and bustle that rims the city ―
    and knowing that I am far, I almost dare to revel’.

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  11. annell4 says:
    February 23, 2017 at 3:20 am

    Yes, whispered woes…the only way to say….

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  12. Oliana says:
    February 23, 2017 at 6:08 am

    What a beautiful and romantic poem…nature is so beautiful especially in the suburbs where you can get in touch with the calm, the quiet…the serene. There are so many lines I love in your poem, but I’ll only choose one for now because it is so visual as well as moving ” skies above are tinged with tangerine calm,” that tangerine word is just perfect here. Oliana aka Cheryl-Lynn

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  13. Sreeja Harikrishnan says:
    February 23, 2017 at 2:37 pm

    loved the images……….!

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  14. lynn says:
    February 24, 2017 at 7:24 am

    I sense both sides of suburbia in your pleasing poem…the beauty of “tangerine calm” and the underlying whispered woes”.

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  15. gillena says:
    February 28, 2017 at 4:02 am

    Its good to have the loving arms of nature to wraps around you comforting and soothing, “grief and despair’

    Nice write Sanaa, thank you for linking to Monday WRites

    much love…

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  16. Old Egg says:
    February 28, 2017 at 7:20 am

    When all else fails it is good to walk with nature and calm our thoughts. It is as though when we return there lifes beauty is made more profound and we can let go of all our worries. How beautifully envisioned this is Sanaa.

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  17. Old Egg says:
    February 28, 2017 at 7:12 pm

    There is something quite enchanting with your poetry Sanaa where you are so innovative in your style using expressiona such as “tangerine calm” and “shades serene” to allow the reader to relax despite the woes, grief and despair that are refered to in the final line.

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  18. Jim says:
    March 8, 2017 at 5:56 am

    I love it all, Sanaa. Best for me are the wiping away of the doubt, so easy, like a speck of dirt, and the tangerine calm. I’m headed to the fridge now, we have two bags of them, peel one and eat it. Very calming doing that, for real!!
    ..

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  19. Magaly Guerrero says:
    March 8, 2017 at 7:25 am

    Love this dance of sounds and emotions. It reads as if the speaker swallowed spring, and her words bloom framed in the season.

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  20. thotpurge says:
    March 8, 2017 at 9:42 am

    listening to rise and fall of opinions in my chest… that’s beautifully written.

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  21. Kerry O'Connor says:
    March 8, 2017 at 10:54 pm

    These lines caught my eye:

    I gaze as white blossoms descend unto the lake,
    listening to rise and fall of opinions in my chest.

    They capture feeling so well.

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  22. Marian says:
    March 9, 2017 at 1:06 am

    The slight rhymes here are really lovely.

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  23. Susie Clevenger says:
    March 13, 2017 at 4:57 am

    Oh those treasured moments of serenity, those precious places of escape when we are frazzled by noise…beautiful

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