Poem inspired by Peter Sarstedt’s lyrical masterpiece, Where do you go to my lovely, 1969
Tonight, the soul is dark and the moon’s awash
with tears
as though aware of what’s stirring inside,
I am shades of sepia intermingled with blithesome and serious.
Fleeting is lust and yet
we continue to chase the desires of flesh,
where do you go to when ocean foam refuses to touch your feet?
When grass seems indifferent?
Where do you go to when droplets are unable to echo your ache?
I see you with your smiles
oblivious to the shredding of coconut husk covering of my heart,
to the quivering of my lips
as I look you in the eye and put on a straight face.
It’s deeper than you think, this abyss of emotion that accompanies
after heartache,
where will you go to when words come out of hiding?
where will you go to when October comes searching for answers?
I am sorry what was it that you said, love?
You’re no longer present in memory but my thoughts distract you.
Photo credits: Mira Nedyalkova, dark underwater
Posted for Sanaa’s Challenge @ Real Toads
Posted on the Poetry Pantry @ Poets United
I love the mystery wrapped up in this story..perfect ending to make us think
Thank you so much, Jae 😀 so good to see you ❤️
“I see you with your smiles
oblivious to the shredding of coconut ”
I love this so much. 🙂
Thank you so much, Shawna 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
A beautiful song of questions without answers… Where do we go to, alone n our heads?
Thank you so much, Kerry 😍 so glad the poem resonated with you ❤️
Nothing hurts so much as lost love and you express this so well in this poem Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so good to see you ❤️
where will you go to when words come out of hiding?
– nicely done!
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
‘Autumn in bronze’ is the perfect phrase for October, Sanaa, and I like your choice of song! It reminds me of my mother, it was one of her favourites. I love the lines:
‘I am shades of sepia intermingled with blithesome and serious’
and
‘oblivious to the shredding of coconut husk covering of my heart’.
One small thing, the correct English is ‘to be awash with…’
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
The moon awashed with tears, the shades of sepia, a wonderfully Otcoberish poem!
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
The end particularly touched me… and I feel that in the end all questions remain unanswered.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you ❤️
There is a sensual quality to much of your poetry that is unabashedly on display in this one, and always highly anticipated by those, such as myself, who dwell under a smoldering sign of fire. 🙂
Thank you so much, Timoteo 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Each of your ‘where questions’ strikes a chord, as always love the image you chose.
Thank you so much, Helen 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
We chose the same song Sanaa. I love your treatment of it, and I love the photo! I just had my vouple walk away from the silence.
Thank you so much, Rob 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Quite a wistful verse .. Lovely take on the amazing song you chose.. It so matches the tone and setting 🙂
Thank you so much, Pratibha 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you ❤️
Where does one go? Go into desolation and suffering. Sometimes life get really bad.
Thanks for the nice orompt.
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Thank you so much, Jim 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
love the idea of October searching for answers…
Thank you so much, Margaret 😀 so good to see you ❤️
I loved the way you wrote the last line…it ends leaving one to thoughts!
Thank you so much, Sreeja 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
You dug down deep with this one! I love the depth of emotion and the echo of heartache. ❤️
Thank you so much, Vivian 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
A lovely poem. I love the “Autumn in bronze”
Thank you so much, Toni 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I’ve loved that song for decades! You give it new dimensions, in your own inimitable way, creating something for which it is merely a starting-point.
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Rosemary 😍 so glad the poem resonated with you! ❤️
Yes – where will someone go when words come out of hiding! That is a big big question. The last line is interesting, and I am trying tithing about what it might mean, id the two of you are still in touch or not. Definitely an evocative poem.
Thank you so much, Mary 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love the shredding coconut husk covering the heart, and the memory of the loved one, strong, though the words deny that.
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
“where do you go to when ocean foam refuses to touch your feet?”
That, to me, is a heartbreaker. Gorgeous poem, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
“where do you go to when ocean foam refuses to touch your feet?
When grass seems indifferent?”
These lines broke my heart into tiny little pieces (in the best of ways). Where do you go, indeed, when the world stops working as it should?
Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you ❤️
Love the way you seem to characterize the speaker almost as a street gone dark, only memories talking to each other in darkened alcoves. This catches at the October sadness, the darkness coming closer.
Thank you so much, Chrissa 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Love and longing is so sweetly painful.
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Colleen ❤️
Powerful poem with a strong beginning that instantly took my breath away.
Thank you so much, Barry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I am shades of sepia (love that)
Thank you so much, Margaret 😀 so good to see you ❤️
this sensual poem is such a delight to read. 🙂
Thank you so much, Lee San 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Utterly gorgeous Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Linda 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️