Since flower, nor stone, nor depth of the raging sea

Quickly
the blushing leaves in September
murmured amongst each other
as feeling
makes its way into my heart
at grey twilight.
I wish to be the name on parted lips
when world
will slowly fade and sky
comes rushing down
to kiss the earth.

 

Photo credits: Pinterest

Posted for Quadrille #64 @ dverse pub

and on Tuesday Platform @ Real ToadsΒ 

60 Responses

  1. Frank Hubeny says:

    Nice linking of wanting to be the name on parted lips and then the sky kissing the earth.

  2. I agree with Frank. The echoing of parted lips and kiss works well.

  3. Toni Spencer says:

    Nic poem Sanaa. I don’t know how you keep coming up with these romantic poems!

  4. Janice says:

    I like this Sanaa…it gives me a feeling of the pressure of time…autumn and then winter…and how hearts can awake and realize, hopefully not too late, an ultimate wish…beautiful

  5. Bev says:

    So beautifully written!

  6. De Jackson says:

    You had me at that title. And then I LOVE this:
    “I wish to be the name on parted lips
    when world
    will slowly fade”

  7. Grace says:

    Loving the sweet nostalgia as a new season comes into view.

  8. Victoria says:

    This is so gorgeous…one of the best autumnal poems I’ve read in a while.

  9. V.J. says:

    Beautiful! I “wish to be the name on parted lips” too – wonderful.

  10. Gina says:

    i love the blushing leaves of September, this makes me feel so tingly

  11. I love how you’ve captured the sped with which autumn takes hold with its ‘blushing leaves in September’, Sanaa, and the shift to romance in the ‘name on parted lips’ and the sky rushing down to kiss the earth.

  12. Jae Rose says:

    This flows wonderfully

  13. Keep writing like this and you undoubtedly will be!

  14. HA says:

    Ooh, I love the tenacious quality of your words β€” sensuous, careful and gripping.
    The murmur, the name, and the kiss all create this romantic setting of mythical proportions.

  15. Old Egg says:

    The secret about being that name on parted lips is to say theirs as well holding your last embrace in your mind. I think that should work Sanaa!

  16. annell4 says:

    I enjoyed your poem, and the lovely yellow of the image, the yellow of autumn.

  17. Susan Shuman says:

    Oh, this is beautiful. Wonderfully crafted!

  18. Rommy says:

    There is a feeling of impetuousness in that last bit that feels as giddy and breathless as a first love.

  19. Sanaa this is stunning, and I think a new favorite of yours for me!!

  20. Thotpurge says:

    Such a pretty poem Sanaa!

  21. Vicki says:

    Such a lovely poem.

  22. Yes, yes–what they said, lovely, beautiful, romantic, allegorical. As to your title, it is stunning of itself; almost a separate poem.

  23. The name on lips when sky kisses the earth…that’s intense! Romantic Love!

  24. Pat says:

    I just really like this piece, this small poem, from start to finish ~ it captures the longing, the yearning, so simply, yet somehow, it comes across as so complex for the (word) capture. (Does that make sense? LOL – let me try again: simple words, for a complex set of emotions – yet somehow, the words you’ve chosen are rich – imbued with something “more” than a first glance/definition -. right. I give up today for comments.) I just really like this Sanaa – well done for a quadrille. πŸ™‚

  25. Bjorn Rudberg says:

    I wish to be the name on parted lips … such splendid phrase.

  26. Misky says:

    Oh yes, “the name on parted lips ” — that is lovely.

  27. dorianna ric says:

    oh the soft, warm, sensual feelings your lovely poem incites…absolutely beautiful

  28. Sara McNulty says:

    A longing, lovliness to this poem, Sanaa. I love the sweet soft ending.

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