I have thought a lot about ache
of being served acai bowl
with palm fruit
as though I have been left with no choice,
what if my soul desires acrid
or is accustomed to gravel in voice?
What if I desire percussion
that breaks through windows of suffering
of city dust,
I hear you pass with recalcitrant feet
tell me
is it obvious
(since I am staring in your direction)
love is a malady, a rising
a lump in the throat that we all crave.
I took a blood carnation
all the while kneeling at my bedside
and scribbled:
“Would that this velvet affair
begin
with my heart thundering down
from heights,
the fire, the heat of my poems
reach
similar to one high on wine and bread,
today
and tomorrow
there is nothing more
that this Poet in me could ever want.”
Photo credits: Pinterest
Word List: ache, gravel, percussion, city, carnation, bedside, heat, bread, poems.
Posted on Get Listed January Edition @ Real Toads
Also posted on the poetry pantry @ Poets United
Exquisite!
Thank you so much, Kunal 😀 so good to see you ❤️
The last three lines say it all for the poet in all of us. I know I desire nothing more …and a cup of strong coffee in the morning!
Thank you so much, Toni 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
A beautiful poem!! Yes, it all comes down to the closing lines, I love it!
Thank you so much, Annell 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
A heart wants what it wants what it wants… And in few people are these things as strongly felt as in the heart of an artist. I really like how you say it in the words that close the poem, but love how you makes us feeling from beginning to end.
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you! ❤️
(oh yes that stubborn heart .. sigh 😉 )
The lines ” I took a blood carnation
all the while kneeling at my bedside
and scribbled:”
really just clinched this for me – I was enraptured by the force of the image, and enraptured by how the magic was woven from beginning to end – this is a fresh perspective in your poetic endeavours Sanaa – it’s bright, solemn, light and a pleasure to read – the words you’ve so deftly woven blend seamlessly and just add the grace of power to the sentiments it expresses.
wonderful inspiration!
Thank you so much, Pat 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Going back many years I seem to remember love filled me up in all my senses. Even though those days are gone (for me) your writing echoed those years of youth when nothing was impossible. Lets hope that velvet affair makes its way to your door.
Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so good to see you ❤️
You used a lot of the words in a most wonderful way.
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I echo Old Egg’s comment. Enjoy ! Anything is possible.
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Cressida ❤️
I love the clever play on ache, acai and acrid in the first stanza, Sanaa, and the image of the blood carnation in the third. The lines that appeal to me the most are:
‘the fire, the heat of my poems
reach
similar to one high on wine
and bread,
today
and tomorrow
there is nothing more
that this Poet in me could ever want’.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
This is so beautiful. Your poetry grows more exquisite, deeper, more beautiful. Happy New Year!
Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Happiest New Year to you too 🌠🎇
‘the fire, the heat of my poems
reach
similar to one high on wine
and bread,
…oh such passion – hold on to it as long as you can!
Thank you so much, Margaret 😀 so good to see you ❤️
there is nothing more
that this Poet in me could ever want.”
Once one sets the pace then the satisfying desire would have been fulfilled.
Hank
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Hank ❤️
I love how you started this with the pain and passion nailing it down to that conclusion of a poem… well done.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
What if I desire percussion
that breaks through windows of suffering
of city dust,
I love the way you worked with the words, especially in the above lines.
Thank you so much, Kerry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
This is awesome poetry! Also love the photos that accompany your posts.
Thank you so much, Helen 😀 so good to see you ❤️
the heat of my poems
reach
similar to one high on wine and bread,…. that’s a lovely analogy!
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
How magically you use the words, and arouse in the reader a re-living of such consuming emotions.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Such power in the last verse scribbles – sounds as potent as a love potion. Glad to see the romantic in you is still a strong beating heart <3
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Laura 😀 so glad you liked it! ❤️
“Love is a malady, a rising, a lump in the throat that we all crave….” That it is!
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so good to see you ❤️
I like the way your poem seemed to go full circle. Beginning with a food image and ending with a food image. (Myself – I wouldn’t mind the acai bowl,, I don’t think. Are palm fruit unpleasant? But then the bread and wine at the end – symbolic of communion? If so, very sharp image. Again, a thought provoker!
Thank you so much, Mary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
ache–percussion–blood–the signs or bi-products of affection are here opened up like a garden of ruses. What more could a poet want, indeed, than to know the whole world in all its foibles? Thank you.
Thank you so much, Susan 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
“love is a malady”—and a sweet one it is!
Thank you so much, MMT 😀 so good to see you ❤️
As poets, we forever are searching for that perfect way to express what we are feeling, but when it comes to expressing those thoughts that are the tenderest, it becomes more than a simple exercise in writing. It is a transcription of a heart beat onto paper.
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Rommy ❤️
This is beautiful Sanaa. I love the yearning of an artist. The poet in you grows more and more wise and sensitive with each poem. That velvet affaire grows within you.
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Myrna 😍 so glad you liked it! ❤️
Your words always leave me breathless, Sanaa. They flow like music, so lovely.
Thank you so much, Linda 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Luv the intimation of surfeit in bread and wine. This carries many layers of meaning in wholesomeness.
Happy New Year. Thanks for dropping by my sumie Sunday
Much🎉love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Happiest New Year to you too 🎆🎊🎁🎈
Beautiful write Sanaa–so layered in emotion and imagery!
Thank you so much, Audrey 😀 so good to see you ❤️
A visceral poem–from the shattered windows to the wine and bread providing an exquisite lift, this was a beautiful poem!
Thank you so much, Chrissa 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Thrilling music in words of love. A gorgeous poem, Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so good to see you ❤️
You have commenced the new year with, yet another, stunning piece of awesome writing, Sanaa.
‘a lump in the throat that we all crave’ … a fabulous bang-on-wish-I’d-written-that line. Who – on planet earth – could not TOTALLY GET those happy-sad-truth-of-it-all words?
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Wendy 😍 so glad you liked it! ❤️
what a lovely poem to start the New Year! 🙂
Thank you so much, Lee San 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
“this velvet affair” – gorgeous emotional words – thank you for sharing!
Thank you so much, Susanne 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️