Tossing and turning I drink the moon,
its tempestuous breath melding with my own—
I find the concept of ‘averting one’s gaze,’ slightly bewildering;
do they? Really?
Is that why we choke on reality?
Now that winter has moved on and the wind is ushering
apple blossom trees;
they never tell us about the brittle, naked limbs that stretch high
in the icy abalone sky—
I am slipping, stepping gradually through
the intricacies wedged within Spring are too small to see—
poetry after dark,
I want your lips, eloquent in their desire for a better world.
Leave me a note,
a whisper, a taste that follows into the stream of consciousness;
who can resist rejuvenation?
You set the pace for words to bloom, undismayed
I feel everything deeply: intentions, auras, acumen, flavours, nuances.
Is this not what the moon intended for us?
Photo credits: ‘Between,’ Painting by Mara Light, Pinterest
Posted for the Writers’ Pantry @ Poets and Storytellers United
After reading what you say, I’m persuaded that it is!
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Oh beautiful Yes that’s what the moon intended
My favourite lines
“Is that why we choke on reality?” and
“the intricacies wedged within Spring are too small to see—
poetry after dark”
Thank you so much, Marja 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Nicely done, Sanaa…
Thank you so much, Rajani 🙂 so good to see you 💄❤️
Brilliant title, Sanaa, and a beautiful poem. I love the way you’ve incorporated nature and landscape in the lines:
‘Now that winter has moved on and the wind is ushering
apple blossom trees;
they never tell us about the brittle, naked limbs that stretch high
in the icy abalone sky’
and the romance in the lines:
‘You set the pace for words to bloom, undismayed
I feel everything deeply: intentions, auras, acumen, flavours, nuances.
Is this not what the moon intended for us?’
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Nature, landscape and love perfectly melded. Beautiful write.
Thank you so much, Anthony 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
the love and nature g oahnd i nhand and what a tempestuous moon!
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“I want your lips, eloquent in their desire for a better world.” I love that! May we accept what the moon intended for us.
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Hazel 💄❤️
The first days of spring always have a sort of fragile feeling to them, but i feels especially so this year. Which seedlings will survive this mercurial time and which will wither? Hopefully we can all do our part to shelter and nourish what we want to grow.
Hopefully! Thank you so much, Rommy 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Yes the Moon is really a tease isn’t it? It tends to woo us away from Earth which in reality is our only safe place as we dream foolishly of what else there is beyond.
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Robin 💄❤️
Every time the moon is full, I imagine myself plucking it down, grinding it up, sprinkling it over a blank page, and hoping a haiku will sprout. But it never happens that way, and I end up having to make one up on my own. This is why I simultaneously love and hate the full moon.
Great write, Sanaa! Sakute.
Thank you so much, Ron 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
So many tiny, perfect details emerging like those first leaves. Lovely.
Thank you so much, Chrissa 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
Oh, the moon intends so much for us, some of which you have hinted at—which, of course, simply whets my appetite for more!
Thank you so much, MMT 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
“who can resist rejuvenation?”: yes, who can? 🙂
i liked how the poem moved and danced with the details.
Thank you so much, Lee San 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Living isn’t true living without feeling intensely. Looking away never leads to a full life. The moon is wise.
Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Intended or not. I like doing those things.
Thanks for hosting
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“Now that winter has moved on and the wind is ushering
apple blossom trees;”
How beautiful this image
Have a blessed Sunday Sanaa
Much❤love
Thank you so much, Gillena 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Much love …
What a beautiful poem, full of promise and hope. I especially loved the line : “I feel everything deeply: intentions, auras, acumen, flavours, nuances.”
Thank you so much, Beverly 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Makes sense to me …thanks.
You’re welcome 💄❤️
I love the depth of this poem as well as its sensitivity and even its mild allusion to sensuality. Each line is superb.
Thank you so much, Myrna 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
A moon potion. I love the idea of intricacies wedged and poetry after dark.
Thank you so much, Colleen 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
From the opening: “Tossing and turning I drink the moon,” – the idea of the restless heart basking the light of the night’s sky. You spark so many thoughts throughout but grabbed my attention from the start.
Thank you so much, Joel 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️