There is no prerogative in the realm of human affairs
nor breath of air that isn’t tinged with sadness,
a faultless poem if such were ever to be composed
would speak of love as heaven sent
and the moon as epitome of understanding in a plum delia sky,
why is the rosella its own worst enemy?
Why does recognition only appear around stretch of dawning?
At this time of the year I would usually break down
as dust settles upon relics of a bygone age
but there’s something about the way your words touched me
as honeysuckles bloom into summer crossings,
I am thinking of you
of what it would be like hearing you read my work out loud
as hours lead us slowly away from June.
Photo credits: Tarot Cards by Nicoletta Ceccoli, “The Shell Deck” @ellasedge
Posted on Guest Appearance: Ella Wilson @ Real Toads
Also sharing with “the Poetry Pantry” @ Poets United
Sanaa- How lovely this is! These are my favorite lines:
but there’s something about the way your words touched me
as honeysuckles bloom into summer crossings,
I am thinking of you
of what it would be like hearing you read my work out loud
as hours lead us slowly away from June.
Thank you so much, Linda 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
“As honeysuckles bloom into summer crossings”….how beautiful!
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
So, beautiful! Summer’s crossing, so much romance in your interpretation~ It is swoon worthy and delicate! I, too would love to hear you read your poem!! Your poem touched me with its inner clock of judgment! Thank you~
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Ella 😀 so glad you enjoyed it! ❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt) 🌹
Summer crossing is so, romantic. There is an inner judgment as you alter the sad with the joy-the tenderness propels me to want to imagine you reading this poem! You have touched me~ Your poem has the touch of inner judgment as we weave our way through your fertile mind! Thank you! This poem is a sentimental journey~
❤️❤️❤️❤️
What a beautiful interpretation of changing … I could be into a new month or a new life. Your work always blesses me. I would love to hear you read your work.
Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
(I have included a reading of the poem just now!) 🌹
A questioning, longing poem that seems to answer itself with the renewal of a honeysuckle’s bloom. You write romance and longing beautifully.
Thank you so much, Margaret 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you ❤️
This is a wonderful poem and I loved hearing you read it out loud!!!! What a treat, Sanaa!
I’m listening to our voice while drinking my coffee this morning. Now what could be better, as hours slowly lead us away from June? 🙂
Awwww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Marian 😀 so glad you enjoyed it! ❤️
How absolutely wonderful to hear you reading your work out loud, Sanaa. Such a beautiful melodic tone, which adds such depth to this thoughtful poem.
Thank you so much, Kerry 😍 so glad you liked it ❤️
Romance in a Summer crossing. This just made me sigh with its beauty.
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
A lovely interpretation of these cards, and a lovely poem.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
What a beautiful poem! I like the idea of someone reading the poem moving away from June.. Really creates a strong feeling for me as you express this, Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Mary 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you ❤️
This was wonderful Sanaa! Captivating! I especially love how you ended,
“I am thinking of you
of what it would be like hearing you read my work out loud
as hours lead us slowly away from June.”
Beautiful! I also really enjoyed hearing you read your poem. I don’t know how to use that Sound Cloud app?
Thank you so much, Rob 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Listening to you read the words as I read them on my screen is a wee miracle. I almost quoted the last few lines, and said, “Yes!” but others have quoted already. Just know that I love a poem that, in a way, shows what it says… and tells it, too.
There is so much joy to be found in words that are felt and read aloud.
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Magaly 😍 so glad you enjoyed it! ❤️
I too enjoyed the pen and reading ~
Thank you so much, Grapeling 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
How beautiful this is Sanaa but filled with such telling sadness as you imagine him(?) reading your work.
Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I am thinking of you
of what it would be like hearing you….
How one anticipates of hearing the loved one coming on in sweet circumstances while the days creep in fast towards year’s end. Yes, Sanaa it’s coming on too fast to Dec
Hank
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Hank ❤️
Let me add myself to the people who especially adore those last lines. I like the hopeful feel of them, even though the subject is well aware that sadness is a reality they have to contend with. And you did a terrific job on the reading!
Thank you so much, Rommy 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
This is just enchanting, from the moon in that purple sky, to the perusal of older objects, to the words floating in the last lines. Just lovely.
Thank you so much, Chrissa 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love all this… the scent of flowers is so strong in June, so it’s perfect for romance
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
I sense some nostalgia here…
Absolutely 😉 thanks for stopping by, MMT ❤️
There is such sweetness and gentleness in this poem. I love your words, the thoughts they invoke. Lovely writing Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Myrna 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
If June gets you down, just wait awhile as it passes. But suddenly there is a new voice keeping the speaker company, and anything is possible.
Thank you so much, Susan 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Love it! And, once again, an authentic, inspired (and wonderfully unexpected ) close (which you have such a talent for) … almost as if, you complete the piece with an echo of yearning.
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Wendy 😀 so glad you enjoyed it! ❤️
Beautiful, melancholy, poignant.
There is a very old song (as in several centuries old) with the line “all our joys are but toys, idle thoughts deceiving. None hath power o’er an hour of the life’s bereaving.”
Your words remind me of that song and the truth of that lyric.
Thank you so much, Real Cie 🙂 so glad the poem resonated with you ❤️
Ot must be a lovely thing to hear a favourite poet read aloud. I luv the longing for lovely things in this poem: moonlight, romance, sweet words, compamionship…
Thanks for dropping by my sumie Sunday
Much❤🕊❤love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
much🌹🌷🌻love
i really love the title. and it’s great hearing you read your own work.
this is an elegant poem, with so many memorable lines. 🙂
Thank you so much, Lee San 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
My favorite part is ‘thinking of you reading my work out loud.’ Also love the plum delia sky and want to put in my thumb and pull one. Maybe the moon plum?
Thank you so much, Colleen 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️