Each petal hugs the creamy white bud
as though endless acoustic in bruised sunsets,
he, my sentence, my ode and decadent sin,
observes them placed upon the nightstand.
As though endless acoustic in bruised sunsets,
bound by emotion raging soft in his hazel eyes,
our fingers entwine
He, my sentence, my ode and decadent sin
five shades lighter than carob,
falling with a little more love is the only therapy
Observes them placed upon the nightstand
and smiles, as we navigate through our lives
with a less than known map.
Photo credits: “Magnolias on light blue velvet cloth,” by Martin Johnson
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Grace hosts at dVerse and invites us to try a new poetic form
known as “Trimeric.” Come join us! 💝
Posted for MTB: Poetry Form- Trimeric @dVerse Poets Pub
52 Responses
I looked at the prompt, told myself I didn’t have time to get involved in a new form, read your poem and thought, yes!
Love this. It is so like the painting. Creamy.
Thank you so much, Jane 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
I love that LOVE is the only therapy and that journey is from a not so known map. Delicious refraining lines specially this:
he, my sentence, my ode and decadent sin,
Marvelous trimeric poem.
Awww gosh! Thank you so much, Grace 😍 so glad you enjoyed it! 💄❤️
(and thank you for the glorious prompt)
‘He, my sentence, my ode and decadent sin’ – Wow! So powerfully romantic. I love what you have done with the form: such lush imagery blended with bold statements of passion ❤️
Thank you so much, Ingrid 😀 so glad the poem and its passion resonated with you 💄❤️
Your choice of words are superb, Sanaa. Beautiful imagery. 🙂
Thank you so much, Kitty 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
I love how you captured the wonderful flowers in an ode to love… it feels like a dream.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Sanaa,
This line caught me right away: “endless acoustic in bruised sunsets” — a brilliant image that’ll stay in my mind a long time. Lovely.
pax,
dora
Thank you so much, Dora 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
There is a genuine sweetness to this piece, no broken hearts or promises. It fits within a Trimeric like a perfectly fitted evening glove, all silk and sequins. Creamy, smooth, loving, yet still innocent and vulnerable.
Thank you so much, Glenn 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Sanaa you composed a stellar poem using this form. So rich yet dainty at the same time.
Thank you so much, Lisa 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
I wouldn’t mind such a sentence, Sanaa! Also, love this in particular:
<3
David
Thank you so much, David 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Very pretty. My favorite lines are, “as though endless acoustic in bruised sunsets” and “five shades lighter than carob.”
Thank you so much, Susan 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
I agree with Ingrid re/ my favorite line, but the entire poem is strong. Well done. I also love the petals hugging the bud–as they do before opening.
Thank you so much, Judy 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
The gift of flowers and the gift of love are mirror images.
A well-crafted ode to both!
❤️❤️❤️
Observes them placed upon the nightstand
and smiles, as we navigate through our lives
with a less than known map.
Great close Sanaa! The lightheartedness of feelings is projected here. While we grope along just be sure we are safe!
Hank
Thank you so much, Hank 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
Super immersion into the form, SR. Beautiful flow.
Thank you so much, Ron 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
” a little more love is the only therapy.”
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Tzvi 💄❤️
Beautiful! Especially the line ‘my sentence, my ode and decadent sin’.
Thank you so much, Reena 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
This left me soft and warm and mushy and with peace, loving peace.
You have written a heart turning line: He, my sentence, my ode and decadent sin <3
Awww gosh! Thank you so much, Rosemarie 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
So many beautiful lines in this – what a true pleasure to read.
Thank you so much, Marion 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
Stunning poem, Sanaa! Old school romantic. I love the third stanza especially: “He, my sentence, my ode and decadent sin
five shades lighter than carob,
falling with a little more love is the only therapy.”
<3
Thank you so much, my dearest Sunra 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
A most sensuous trimeric … well done, pretty lady.
Thank you so much, Helen 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Sanaa, I imagine you never leaving the boudoir. Another wildly romantic verse.
Thank you so much, Kerfe 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Awe. Decadent Sin…
Thanks for sharing
Thank you so much, Selma 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
such an awesome romantic poem, you mastered the format!
Thank you so much, Kate 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
“five shades lighter than carob” is an amazing descriptive sentence. and as always, you put words together in such an original way. “endless acoustic in bruised sunsets” oh my.
Thank you so much, Alexandra 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Beautiful poem of love Sanaa!
❤️❤️❤️
love found… and lost ~
Finally found .. actually … ❤️❤️