Darker Sunrise
Sanaa -
June 28, 2020
Earlier PoemsPoetry

I have surrendered many a darker sunrise
in my weakness—
your instructions never fail to arouse
the rising stems,
stretching out wherever you are,
whatever your weather.
I look upon you as a paragon of eros,
the way your lips shape my name
and obey
the pull of the commands of servitude—
sometimes there are no words left,
only beams of light
and softer sighs; is this something you can live without?

 

 

Photo credits: Colley Whisson Artwork, Pinterest

Posted for Writers’ Pantry @ Poets and Storytellers United

36 Responses

  1. Magaly Guerrero says:
    June 28, 2020 at 9:25 am

    “Darker sunrise” is such a lingering phrase… I can see it happening in my mind, like warmest twilight smitten with the darkest night.

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  2. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:
    June 28, 2020 at 12:00 pm

    I love the last three lines in particular.

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  3. Thotpurge says:
    June 28, 2020 at 12:53 pm

    i like the image of “darker sunrise”….

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  4. Old Egg says:
    June 28, 2020 at 2:41 pm

    Togetherness doesn’t have to talked about, once we love and trust the other we accept we might think differently to them but that is OK.

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  5. Kim M. Russell says:
    June 28, 2020 at 2:44 pm

    I love the image of ‘a darker sunrise’ and the contrasting ‘beams of light and softer sighs’. your poem ending on a question suggests there will be more.

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  6. Anthony North says:
    June 28, 2020 at 4:43 pm

    Differences are essential, I’m sure. Learning to live with them is the tricky bit. But once learned, bliss. Great words, by the way.

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  7. Ron. Lavalette says:
    June 28, 2020 at 7:57 pm

    “…sometimes there are no words left, / only beams of light / and softer sighs…”
    Truer words never spoken.

    “is this something you can live without?”
    Oh, PLEEEZE don’t make me answer this question.

    Great write, Sanaa!

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  8. Chrissa says:
    June 28, 2020 at 10:19 pm

    That challenge in those last lines. Oh, wow.

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  9. Bev Crawford says:
    June 28, 2020 at 11:56 pm

    I will always look for the beams of light in the dark sunrises. It’s my terminal optimism, I guess!

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  10. gillena says:
    June 29, 2020 at 1:31 am

    “paragon of eros” the lover is truly in deep, considering the beloved to be such

    Happy Sunday Sanaa

    Much 💖love

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  11. ayala says:
    June 29, 2020 at 2:48 am

    I love the image of the darker sunrise. Intriguing and lovely.

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  12. Colleen@ LOOSELEAFNOTES says:
    June 29, 2020 at 3:09 am

    Good question. I love the way his lips shape my name.

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  13. marja says:
    June 29, 2020 at 8:27 am

    I love “sometimes there are no words left, only beams of light
    and softer sighs” is this something you can live without?
    It feels so much like a deep cogitation Only able to being answered by the person in question

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    • Sanaa says:
      July 1, 2020 at 8:36 am

      Thank you so much, Marja 😀 you decoded the poem beautifully! I am so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

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  14. Wendy Bourke says:
    June 29, 2020 at 10:10 am

    Beautifully rendered lines … cascading from an awesome and eloquent title … to the powerful echo left by the question you close on.

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  15. Humblekind Poet says:
    June 29, 2020 at 7:37 pm

    ooh this was smooth and sensual. great write.

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  16. Rall says:
    June 30, 2020 at 1:18 am

    No….this fish has been hooked line and sinker:)

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  17. Susie Clevenger says:
    June 30, 2020 at 4:16 am

    This is beautiful from first word to its ending.

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  18. Joel (@Stranded Tree) says:
    June 30, 2020 at 11:35 am

    “sometimes there are no words left,
    only beams of light
    and softer sighs; ” – sometimes that is all that is needed in that small moment where no words can complete one’s thoughts.

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