Brooding, the faint slender crescent
living with ache and no serious sins
perhaps a memory surfaces to a mirrored abyss
reaching but never truly grasping–
I press my finger against the subtle breath of the East,
feel its presence
the churning chaos of scars long lost and forgotten,
I say they evaporate
or how else
could I even walk on this part of the colonnade?
Nearby, flowered and craving for a moment of rest.
On quiet nights,
in the absence of dreams, I breathe your name
there are moments when vulnerability overwhelms—
sliver-tongued
it makes us believe unerring safety, a recherché calm
and everything comes gushing out;
while I, betrayed by evidence of my body’s reaction
seethe,
feeling no different than the crescent,
than the wordless bewilderment of the East—
how foolish.
Photo credits: The Pre-Raphaelites, Pinterest
A Skylover Wordlist: Colonnade, seethe, crescent, faint, east,
brooding, foolish, silver. ❤
Posted for Writers’ Pantry @ Poets and Storytellers United
I really like the image of the speaker “press[sing her] finger against the subtle breath of the East”. The line set my thoughts–mental eyes wide open–right in between focus and displacement. I could perfectly see that finger being pressed against a breath, and at the same time the breath is not there to be seeing.
Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤
As always I love the musicality of your words and the subtle sensuality of your images.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤
There is so much to read and interpret in this poem Sanaa. It is as though the reader has been told a secret in such a way that they now have an understanding but not quite the full story. What an excellent and intriguing poem this is.
Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤
“I press my finger against the subtle breath of the East,
feel its presence” and
” the wordless bewilderment of the East”
Such fine lines in another beautiful poem
Thank you so much, Marja 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤
ache and no serious sins… that is something one can relate to…well said!
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so good to see you 💄❤
This one has more sadness, Sanaa, of a longing of the unrequited heart.
“On quiet nights, in the absence of dreams, I breathe your name”
I understand and hope they find their way to peace someday. Well done, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Joel 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤
A poem moaning with ‘ache and serious sins’, Sanaa. I was also drawn to the lines:
‘I press my finger against the subtle breath of the East,
feel its presence’
and I love the sounds in ’a recherché calm / and everything comes gushing out’.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤
“…or how else
could I even walk on this part of the colonnade?”
How else indeed.
Well done, this one.
Thank you so much, Ron 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤
such a passionate poem – really at your best
Thank you so much, Jae 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
This…there is an amazing balance between the emotional fervor and the calmness of the night/nature imagery. Breathless, in the best way.
Thank you so much, Chrissa 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Happy Sunday Sanaa
“I press my finger against the subtle breath of the East,
feel its presence”
amazing imagery
much love…
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
Much love… Hope your Sunday was great! 🙂
Dearest Sanaa, reading your poetry is such a joy. I really love the mood; the sensual brooding in your piece. And lines, “On quiet nights/ in the absence of dreams, I breathe your name…” so romantic!
Thank you so much, Khaya 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
I identify with the crescent … a bit spent and depleted! Yes, and vulnerable too. A masterful and mysterious (to me) write.
Thank you so much, Beverly 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Wow! One of your best.
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I’d like to press my finger against the subtle breath of the East. You got me thinking about that.
Thank you so much, Colleen 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
This is such a lovely, sad, moving, somewhat sensual, so artistically written poem.
Thank you so much, Myrna 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Beautifully written.
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An ache with no serious sins…musical and sensual, don’t know how I missed this one.
Thank you so much, Yvonne 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
So beautiful…You made exquisite art with the word list
Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️