Storm Moon ~ Part One: Beyond the Boundaries

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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

Comments

  1. 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.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤

  2. As always I love the musicality of your words and the subtle sensuality of your images.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤

  3. Old Egg says:

    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.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤

  4. marja says:

    “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

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Marja 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤

  5. Thotpurge says:

    ache and no serious sins… that is something one can relate to…well said!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so good to see you 💄❤

  6. 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.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Joel 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤

  7. 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’.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤

  8. Ron. says:

    “…or how else
    could I even walk on this part of the colonnade?”

    How else indeed.
    Well done, this one.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Ron 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤

  9. Jae Rose says:

    such a passionate poem – really at your best

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Jae 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️

  10. Chrissa says:

    This…there is an amazing balance between the emotional fervor and the calmness of the night/nature imagery. Breathless, in the best way.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Chrissa 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  11. gillena says:

    Happy Sunday Sanaa

    “I press my finger against the subtle breath of the East,
    feel its presence”
    amazing imagery

    much love…

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️

      Much love… Hope your Sunday was great! 🙂

  12. 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!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Khaya 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  13. Bev says:

    I identify with the crescent … a bit spent and depleted! Yes, and vulnerable too. A masterful and mysterious (to me) write.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Beverly 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

  14. ZQ says:

    Wow! One of your best.

    1. Sanaa says:

      ❤️❤️❤️❤️

  15. I’d like to press my finger against the subtle breath of the East. You got me thinking about that.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Colleen 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  16. Myrna says:

    This is such a lovely, sad, moving, somewhat sensual, so artistically written poem.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Myrna 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

  17. J Cosmo Newbery says:

    Beautifully written.

    1. Sanaa says:

      ❤️❤️❤️❤️

  18. Yvonne says:

    An ache with no serious sins…musical and sensual, don’t know how I missed this one.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Yvonne 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️

  19. So beautiful…You made exquisite art with the word list

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

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