The many hues and shades of Hebe

Tethered tight & tender to shadows, 
I gnaw  
at knots inside my stomach, 
I cannot bear Belladonna’s putrid perfume 
nor heed to misty  
mercurial maelstrom of lust— 
I am more inclined towards eternal road, 
you cannot sway me with design.  

I, Hebe curse the senses wishing 
I had never felt waves or  
heard your siren song that played to my dark 
delta of want, 
yet summer nectar proves as distraction, 
a wordplay of moments  
which otherwise fail to deliver, to be precise. 

Do not be fooled by soft celadon eyes, 
I might look innocent,  
but in truth there is an entire world within 
that comes out  
as night meets prey—  
I am willing to let a few things slide if you 
play by my rules, 
for youth comes with a price. 

And when I come to you with eyes lowered, 
expect prayers etched  
in moonlight, 
I am a tangled mess of a goddess 
whose air hums between  
rising tides and destiny defined. 
I see  
the beauty in soul  
and darkness entwined, both are brilliant. 

 

 

 

 

 

Photo credits: Lady with eyes by Catrin Welz-Stein

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in the purest sense,
describing the artwork by Catrin Welz-Stein, letting it
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that in some way, connects to the
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37 Responses

  1. Björn says:

    You paint the contradiction of Hebe so well… both youth and old age just as beauty and darkness entwined… well done, love it (and that we don’t all use the same image)

  2. Grace says:

    Such a vivid character you have painted. Love the concluding/ending lines most specially:
    I see
    the beauty in soul
    and darkness entwined, both are brilliant.

  3. I love that you wrote from the point of view of character in this painting, which could be tricky, but she took you to an amazing place of mythology, Sanaa. I especially love the alliterative and magical ‘tethered tight & tender to shadows’; the ‘dark delta of want’; ‘prayers etched in moonlight’; and these lines:
    ‘I am a tangled mess of a goddess
    whose air hums between
    rising tides and destiny defined’.

  4. lillian says:

    Hah! I KNEW you would pick this image!!! 🙂

    “Do not be fooled by soft celadon eyes,
    I might look innocent,
    but in truth there is an entire world within
    that comes out
    as night meets prey— ”

    The lines above particularly strike me. You’ve taken her and made her into “a tangled mess of a goddess.”

    Just an excellent use of the image!

    • Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, my dearest Lillian 🥰 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

      (and thank you for the glorious prompt) 🥂

  5. Ain Starlingsson says:

    Oof! (the sound in my mind hit with force of wordage here) gnaw
    at knots inside my stomach,
    I cannot bear Belladonna’s putrid perfume …youth indeed, comes with a price… what, what could I say about this? Stunned.

  6. Brendan says:

    Amen and ahem. Powerful, supple and purple at once from that cup o’ youth Hebe bears to our wandering voice.

  7. Dwight L. Roth says:

    Very elloquently written, Sanaa. That mix of dark and light, good and evil, black and white!

  8. Once more you write a guide to a goddess and as might be expected, she is scary – a great response to the prompt Sanaa…

  9. Helen says:

    ~~~ and this poem is brilliant! Your unique style, lush, deep, with a side of sensuous.

  10. Nolcha Fox says:

    Lovely poem!

  11. Gillena Cox says:

    “And when I come to you with eyes lowered,
    expect prayers etched
    in moonlight,”

    This is brilliant!!!

    Much♡love

  12. A mesmerizing poem. Well done.

  13. msjadeli says:

    A lovely articulation of “it’s complicated” when it comes to relationships.

  14. debi says:

    “I see the beauty in soul and darkness entwined, both are brilliant.”

    Gorgeous and deep

    Reply

  15. Beautiful, thank you so much!

  16. Robbie Cheadle says:

    Wow, Saana, a lovely interpretation of this picture 🌈🩵

  17. Sara McNulty says:

    You found the soul of this painting. That last stanza is stunning.

  18. Paul Cannon says:

    Ah, she holds dualities, the mystery of mysteries, most of all that little note of human experience “I am a tangled mess of a goddess” – are we not tangled 🙂 Beautiful write Sanaa

  19. paeansunplugged says:

    What a gorgeous write, Sanaa! You stun us with each verse! 🥰🥰

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