Have you ripened yet?
Bequeathed garlands of confetti,
and promises to come?
The buds blooming have a hint of white,
reflecting the dance
of gratified desire— volatile in nature
but enticing nonetheless.
Caught in the midst,
do we dare careen closer to the edge?
Photo credits: “Green trees under blue sky during daytime,” by Joey Kyber
Lillian hosts today at dVerse and the word is “Careen.”
Come join us! 💝
Posted for Quadrille: Closing in on the end of 2021 @dVerse Poets Pub
A beautiful capture of time and season. I love the opening line of the poem.
Thank you so much, Grace 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Yes Yes!!! Please may we careen closer to the edge?
So good to see you here, Sanaa…..although I must say, it’s much more fun to see you in person on LIVE or FB 🙂 But this shall suffice for today. 🙂
Awwww gosh! Thank you so much, Lillian 😀 so glad you enjoyed it! 💄❤️
It’s a joy to see you LIVE and/or on Facebook too 🙂
This is wonderful… and I do sense careening closer to the edge is a very clear seduction.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
This poem is for the brave!
Thank you so much, Petru 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
“gratified desire” certainly can lead us to “the edge”. And being in lust blurs the vision, showers us with hormones, and makes the edge more attractive.
Thank you so much, Glenn 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Gorgeous and sensuous Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Linda 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
The dance of gratified desire…. how lovely a thought is that?
Thank you so much, Christopher 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
This is very elegantly written, Sanaa. For some reason, I’m struck by the color “white” – it makes me think of a bride’s dress…
<3
David
Thank you so much, David 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
So lovely, Sanaa! From what David said, it does seem like the poem could be a metaphor for a young person’s awakening.
Thank you so much, Merril 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Love the ending! Autumn is such a tease, with hidden agendas!
Thank you so much, my dearest Tricia 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
the pic and you words are well matched here, bravo.
Thank you so much, Roger 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
This has a nearly medieval feel to it, with the internal near-rhymes and all the aliteration. Lovely.
Thank you so much, Alexandra 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Beautifully realized, SR. Congrats.
Thank you so much, Ron 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
To careen close to the edge is a measure of confidence in the face danger. Wonderful word craft, Sanaa!
Hank
Thank you so much, Hank 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Sanaa,
The evocation of the volatile makes all the difference to that element of danger to this passion! Beautifully expressed.
pax,
dora
Thank you so much, Dora 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
A great poem Sanaa! Maybe the Earth really is flat and we will eventually careen off the edge and be gone! :>)
Thank you so much, Dwight 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
you do sensual so well! this is lovely
Thank you so much, Kate 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
lovely poem
❤️❤️❤️
Nice work poet! Please come and visit me, share your likes and your truth! Would love to have you!
Thank you so much, Rob 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
“dare careen closer to the edge” has a hint of thrill and abandon. Live it, Sanaa. 💞💞
I meant love it. 😬💞
Thank you so much, Punam 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
You have captured a changing season and it’s beauty Sanaa. Your words are dreamy! Ahhhh ☺️❤️
Awww gosh! Thank you so much, Christine 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Intriguing!
Delicately drawn, yet sensuous.
We dare, oh yes … we dare.
Beautiful, Sanaa.
Beautifully written – it is ‘enticing’.