Memoirs of a burgeoning Poet
Sanaa -
October 20, 2018
Earlier PoemsPoetry

At the touch of you,
the sun rose red
and poured 
into my blood;
as the world around me 
spins and rouses me 
from oblivion. 

Perhaps
the muted voice of subconscious
smiled,
hushed once by the court
of fear.

You are ardor
that beckons me 
to ride the tumultuous waves.

I wander alone 
knowing anguish followed 
and listened to the sound 
of footsteps in the dead of night.

Its eyes glide
upon my fiery form 
longing to stroke my limbs,
to torture me 
and fill my senses with heady scent. 

Then break me,
come pierce my soul
and stab my heart 
sweep me up into the dark 
and find I am governed by 
the moon and stars.
Come, tell me 
if you can put out the light. 

 

Photo credits: Unsplash

#notebookpoetry,  #passion, #handwriting,  #inktober2018 

Posted for ‘Kerry’s Challenge’ @ Real Toads

 

Posted on the Poetry Pantry @ Poets United

52 Responses

  1. Bjorn Rudberg says:
    October 21, 2018 at 5:27 am

    This is so filled with passion… love to see your handwritten version… Just wish I could do that.

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  2. Toni Spencer says:
    October 21, 2018 at 8:59 am

    You write so well! Mine would just be gibberish my handwriting is so bad. I like the passion in this.

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  3. Kerry says:
    October 21, 2018 at 2:41 pm

    Two excellent poems, Sanaa, both with equal measures of passion in meaning.

    The second piece is especially powerful, on the ‘breakable’ theme. The final stanza carried me away.

    Thank you for giving us a glimpse of you handwriting – it adds depth to the words, so personal.

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    • Sanaa says:
      October 21, 2018 at 9:49 pm

      Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Kerry 😍 so glad you liked it! ❤️

      (and thank you for the lovely prompt)

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  4. Kim M. Russell says:
    October 21, 2018 at 3:34 pm

    Two handwritten poems, Sanaa, well done! My hand was tired after writing one ! Both poems are beautiful but my favourite is the first. I especially:
    ‘At the touch of you,
    the sun rose red
    and poured
    into my blood’
    and
    ‘You are ardor
    that beckons me
    to ride the tumultuous waves’.

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  5. HA says:
    October 21, 2018 at 4:47 pm

    Oh, wow! Such passion and force in both of them. The sweet romanticism of the first is endearing. And I loved the way you encountered anguish in the second one — your buildup with the description of it following you through the night is familiar and stressful and then the final stanza restores a certain power with that challenge. Loved this bit: “come pierce my soul/and stab my heart/sweep me up into the dark/and find I am governed by /the moon and stars.”

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  6. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:
    October 21, 2018 at 6:48 pm

    I love your beautiful poems, as always, for the exquisite use of language … and I am awed by the neatness and beauty of your handwriting!

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  7. Marian says:
    October 21, 2018 at 10:25 pm

    Really beautiful, Sanaa… it feels like seeing you on the screen. I love the wood planks holding your notebook. The photos really add something textile here, lovely.

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  8. sherry blue sky says:
    October 22, 2018 at 12:04 am

    I note the voice of the subconscious, hushed by fear. I have hushed that voice at my peril, in my day. Smiles. I especially love your opening lines, the sun rising red………

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  9. gillena says:
    October 22, 2018 at 3:39 am

    In the first i luv the heat seeping into you like a warming sun. A good sip of wine can do wonders

    Happy you dropped by my sumie Sunday today

    Much love…

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  10. Chrissa says:
    October 22, 2018 at 3:53 am

    The second one gave me shivers–what a great reversal. 🙂 Also, really enjoyed the image of the red sun pouring down.

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  11. Vicki says:
    October 22, 2018 at 4:19 am

    Love your poems, I could read them again and again and again.

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  12. Carrie Van Horn says:
    October 22, 2018 at 5:04 am

    Passionate and beautifully Sanaa! I love the photography of your written word!

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  13. annell4 says:
    October 22, 2018 at 6:07 am

    The poems are hard in their way, sad, sorrowful…perhaps it is the season? Still beautiful.

    Thanks for your comments on my poem.

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  14. Mary says:
    October 22, 2018 at 6:07 am

    Just beautiful, Sanaa! I loved seeing your handwriting too.

    “You are ardor
    that beckons me
    to ride the tumultuous waves”
    really is stunning phraseology, Sanaa.

    Your poetry keeps getting better and better!

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  15. Myrna says:
    October 22, 2018 at 6:48 am

    These are beautiful, sensuous. I like the photos of your journal entries. Very nice.

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  16. colleen LooseLeaf says:
    October 22, 2018 at 7:05 am

    Sizzling. I like the sun rose red and pours…rouses, ardor and come tell me if you can put out the light.

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  17. ZQ says:
    October 22, 2018 at 7:25 am

    Beautiful as always!

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  18. Wendy Bourke says:
    October 22, 2018 at 7:34 am

    Beautifully rendered pieces, as always. And I very much enjoyed the handwritten images.

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  19. Sara McNulty says:
    October 22, 2018 at 7:43 am

    Filled with passion, and a lovely legible handwriting.

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  20. Helen says:
    October 22, 2018 at 7:55 am

    I loved each stanza but you saved the very best for the last (in my humble opinion.)

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  21. Truedessa says:
    October 22, 2018 at 9:01 am

    This is beautiful Sanaa, my favorite stanza is the last. It is packed with emotion that the reader can feel.

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  22. Magaly Guerrero says:
    October 22, 2018 at 9:21 am

    How I love those first four lines! The movement, the colors, the shapes the words make out of my lips and in my head… All that red and lively.

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  23. Thotpurge says:
    October 22, 2018 at 9:51 am

    Lovely to see poems written in notebooks.. find it impossible to do!!

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  24. Ayala says:
    October 22, 2018 at 7:14 pm

    Beautifully penned!

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  25. dsnake1 says:
    October 22, 2018 at 7:47 pm

    it’s so great to see a poem in the poet’s handwriting. 🙂
    loved the two poems, both equally full of passion. i can see why poetry can energize you. 🙂

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  26. kaykuala h says:
    October 23, 2018 at 12:03 pm

    Handwritten and a good writing form is a real blessing to maintain. Not many would find it easy to go back to such ways.

    Hank

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