This poem is a heartfelt prayer drenched in the promises of dawn.
This poem is a graphite drawing struggling to separate sorrow from the grey.
This poem is passion, a single red leaf resting upon the ground.
Chalk-mouthed,
you step onto the platform as though trying to stitch a hole
in the fabric of subconscious
above the sky
below the ground
but what conjures this dying umber you know not,
this poem is a heartfelt prayer,
let me offer you the world, with its joy, its hidden trail
to heaven
my entire self because nothing else can satiate this ache and thirst.
I have milked optimism for all its worth, witnessed the dark
slowly consume the world,
if only I could separate sorrow from the grey and fill light
into the missing space,
despite the darker veins of politics, come let us join in the war
against wrong measures
this poem is a graphite drawing sketched on a winter day.
Upon February’s insistence did I dare to indulge in passion,
allowed the wind to seep into the warmth
of my skin,
I was lost entirely in the process of surviving the savagery
of this world
until you arrived and offered me your hand,
tell me which lines from my poetry beat inside of you?
I have always preferred shy over the unabashed,
this poem is a single red leaf resting upon the ground.
This poem has offered a prayer.
This poem has begun a battle against wrong measures.
This poem has embraced all that passion has yet to offer.
Photo credits: Gondola Stazione Venice by Joseph Zbukvic
Form: Boomerang Metaphors
Posted on Wordy Thursday with Wild Woman @ Real Toads
Also posted on open link night @ dVerse Poets Pub
“I have milked optimism for all its worth”. If I loved these words more, right now, I would have to marry them. This is fantastic!
Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
you step onto the platform as though trying to stitch a hole
in the fabric of subconscious
These lines beat inside me today. Never give up your passion for the sake of a cynical world.
Haters gonna hate! Love is the better option.
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Kerry ❤️
Oh my GOODNESS! What a masterpiece this is! My own poem for this prompt depressed even me. Yours lifts us out of the savagery and offers us love , a helping hand, and a rising above the turmoil. This may be my very favourite poem of yours ever, Sanaa. Wow. It is a wonder. Thank you!
Awwww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so glad you liked it! ❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt) 🌹
This poem is absolutely exquisite – one of your best.
This line is my favorite:
“This poem is passion, a single red leaf resting upon the ground.” although I could have chosen many others!
Thank you so much, Lillian 😀 so good to see you ❤️
What a wonderful way to use the prompt… this is absolutely stellar, and a much needed for me in my bleak evening… I think we can paint the grey if we just try.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Wow, a stunning tribute to passion, and a thumb in the eye of dystopian world weariness. I really enjoyed this–it perked me up–made me want to write, to sing, to dance. I, like Lil, was attracted to the single rede leaf.
Awwww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Glenn 😀 so glad you enjoyed it! ❤️
This poem is so beautifully executed, Sanaa. I love the ‘graphite drawing struggling to separate sorrow from the grey’ and the final lines are superb!
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Sanaa, the raw emotion and the vulnerability wail and cry into the darkness, as one who sees a beacon in the distance, approaching. I love this poem.
Thank you so much, Jade 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
This poem collects lovely phrases and points to ponder. Good write!
Thank you so much, Beverly 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Love the passion and sentiments in the boomerang metaphor format Sanaa!!! That last stanza is beautifully said.
Thank you so much, Grace 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Oh my! This is wonderful. Gorgeous phrases, and full of quiet passion.
This is a stunning poem.
Thank you so much, Merril 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Lovely from start to finish. Thanks for sharing. 🙂
Thank you so much, Arcadia Maria 😀 so good to see you ❤️
This is really good Sanaa. One the best poems that you have written and you have posted so many. You may prefer “shy” but your words and sentiments expressed were “unabashed”. Beautifully written.
Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
a single red leaf lying on the ground…what a beautiful image. So much emotion in your words. (K)
Thank you so much, Kerfe 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Very nice! The repeat of the beginning at the end works very well. I liked the red leaf on the ground.
This was a great line…I have milked optimism for all its worth, witnessed the dark
slowly consume the world,
Thank you so much, Dwight 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
what conjures this dying umber you know not & tell me which lines from my poetry beat inside of you?
The painting is lovely and your words are softly “spoken” as if we are walking along the pier, sharing sentiments and thoughts…
Thank you so much, Margaret 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
This is gorgeous Sanaa! And such a prayer of possibility… rely engaging!
Thank you so much, Rob 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Nice line: “if only I could separate sorrow from the grey and fill light
into the missing space,”
Thank you so much, Frank 😀 so good to see you ❤️
our boomerang bounces and hits home perfectly Sanaa, the lines you have chosen to repeat carry the poem forward and upwards, just exquisite!
Thank you so much, Gina 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love the idea of a “hidden trail to heaven,” and the sound play in,”satiate this ache,” your poem is so beautiful Sanaa…a prayer indeed, thank you, so much for writing!! 🙂 <3
Thank you so much, Hannah 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
(my pleasure and thank you for creating such a gorgeous form) 🌹
I like the contrast of dark and light with the association of the color gray and sorrow. Sorrow is gray sad, politics is black bad. Perhaps separate the gray wish light but for the black (of politics) there can be no help. A fun boomerang poem, Sanaa.
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Thank you so much, Jim 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Amazing poem, Sanaa, surely one of your most exquisite and moving. You took the form and made it your own. I love it all … perhaps the second stanza resonated with me the most.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
How stunning this poem is, Sanaa. Forces you to think, and compel you to feel. Love that image of the single red leaf resting on the ground.
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
This poem is so luscious and beautiful Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Linda 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I followed the single red leaf there. I’m finding my footing in February.
Thank you so much, Colleen 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
Love the metaphors, Sanaa, beautiful poem! JIM
Thank you so much, James 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️