As I would peel gold from a persimmon
so would I strip away hauteur
buried
behind the storm of your downcast eyes,
nothing quite touches me
like innocence
and words kept from addressing their pain.
You see I want you from your skin
to your soul,
your smile deserves to be kissed
as though clouds
that touch upon a rouge sunset,
I crave the emotions
stirring deep inside your breast
the fiery essence
of despair mingled with conviction
and hope.
You are cornucopia
of winter sunshine, fire, velvet wind, oh layers
of begrudging leaves
who for purposes benign my warm and giving
nature deceive.
Photo credits: Rusty Gold by L.L. Williams
Posted for Artistic Interpretations with Margaret @ Real Toads
lovely
Thank you so much, Marcoantonio 😀 so good to see you ❤️
This is incredible, Sanaa. You should be very proud of this piece.
These are my favorites:
“nothing quite touches me
like innocence
and words kept from addressing their pain”
“You are cornucopia
of winter sunshine, fire, velvet wind”
Thank you so much, Shawna 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I sank into your lush poem, did not want to leave.
Thank you so much, Helen 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
The imagery of colors are so filled with passion and struggle it seems like love is not absence of pain (rather the opposite)
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so good to see you ❤️
How beautifully you wove the words in your poem Sanaa, such a delight to read
Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Rich with colors and feeling. These are the lines that most resonated with me,
“nothing quite touches me
like innocence
and words kept from addressing their pain.”
I also really like the last stanza.
Thank you so much, Alicia 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
You’ve really captured the colours of that image in your poem, Sanaa, and burrowed deeper into it in the lines:
‘As I would peel gold from a persimmon
so would I strip away hauteur
buried
behind the storm of your downcast eyes’,
There is so much passion in the wanting, the rouge sunset and the fiery essence of despair, and I love the ‘cornucopia of winter sunshine, fire, velvet wind’.
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Kim 😍 so glad you liked it! ❤️
It’s hard to be in love with someone who prefers to wall themselves off emotionally. The sensible thing to do would be to find someone else, but hearts are rarely sensible.
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Rommy ❤️
Sanaa- your words are striking and beautiful.
Thank you so much, Linda 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I like your cornucopia’s mixture, Sanaa. The words here are the feelings of many but are seldom said.
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Thank you so much, Jim 😀 so good to see you ❤️
You’ve made made with colors and shapes and fruits and (as always, with) passionate love. The last stanza, in particularly, what a treat.
Thank you so much, Magaly 😍 so glad you liked it ❤️
I reiterate all of the above … I also adore the idea of a person being a “cornucopia” …
Thank you so much, Margaret 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt)
Oh my, again I am in awe of the beauty you create with words.
Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Ah, such a beautiful rendering, Sanaa. I love how you capture the traits of the person and your own response to it through the winter imagery. Also, the lines are perfectly measured here, giving in and holding back, exactly the way it should be.
Wishing you a great year! 🙂
Thank you so much, Anmol 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Wishing you a very happy new year 🎆🎊🎈🍷
Really, a most amazing interpretation of the painting, and an immaculate love poem in its own right. A thrilling start to a new year of poetry.
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Kerry 😍 so glad you enjoyed it! ❤️
Wishing you a very happy new year 🎆🎊🎈🍷
This norming I am smiling, Sanaa. Your words made me smile, they would be fine on a “Love you” greeting card. My first thought today, though, did not go away. As I read I looked up and through our back door I saw our Orange Tree, with its three ripe oranges. Said, Jim, “you must pick them before the rain and then the cold comes later on.”
(Mrs. Jim enjoyed her BDay wishes. Thank you.)
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Thank you so much, Jim 😀 so good to see you ❤️
From start to finish, this is one of those goosebump poems I always hope to discover. Impressed and delighted.
Thank you so much, Tim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
So lovely Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Linda 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
this is redolent for its splendor – infused with such colourful language, it wraps up a season and a person’s character, and the wanting of it – and them, in a truly artfully explored fashion Sanaa – how lovely –
it’s a bit like sitting down and getting cozy with a warm cup of something, in comfort and anticipation-
marvelous!
Thank you so much, Pat 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
So beautifully and erotically evocative! Did it get warm in here? 😉
A wonderful write, Sanaa! 🙂
Thank you so much, Frank 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
This is so sweetly hot and masterfully mature.
Thank you so much, Colleen 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Beautiful and complex in texture and depth. Lovely write.
Thank you so much, Barry 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Sublimely rich with colors and feeling! I adore these lines:
“your smile deserves to be kissed
as though clouds
that touch upon a rouge sunset.”
Thank you so much, Kimberly 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Love how you open with ‘As I would peel gold from a persimmon,’ you have really managed to capture all the colours in the painting!
Thank you so much, Chris 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
This is so full of color and passion, Sanaa! 💙 I adore these lines:
‘your smile deserves to be kissed
as though clouds
that touch upon a rouge sunset.’
Thank you so much, Priya 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Powerful, raw and honest, and a beautiful flow…..I was so stunned by your poem tonight that I felt I should dip into your blog a bit to experience more. I saw the ‘Moonbath’ book and will purchase (of course!) when the wifi improves or I next go into town where it is better.
Thank you so much, Ain 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️