The Poet and the Muse
Sanaa -
January 10, 2022
PoetryPresent-Day Poems

The darkest hue
when the clouds are abalone,
are as whispers
in-between lips, they collide
with the taste of richer roasts
and dreams—such that
enslave me in body, in poem and ink.
January or June,
I find that he’s muse, one and only.

 

 

 

Photo credits: Aaron Westerberg, “Introspect,” Pinterest

De hosts at dVerse today and the word is “Muse.” Come join us! 💝

Posted for Quadrille #143: Muse Cues @dVerse Poets Pub

 

58 Responses

  1. Bjorn Rudberg says:
    January 11, 2022 at 4:06 am

    What a great symbiosis with the muse ensnared in ink… only a poet can do that.

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  2. Tricia Sankey says:
    January 11, 2022 at 4:15 am

    The dark flavor here works for me – tantalizing and addicting is the muse!

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  3. Revived Writer says:
    January 11, 2022 at 4:16 am

    Beautiful as usual. 💖

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  4. Sarah Connor says:
    January 11, 2022 at 4:22 am

    I love those abalone clouds, and this sexy little poem.

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  5. Jane Dougherty says:
    January 11, 2022 at 4:24 am

    A muse like that is worth having!

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  6. Ain says:
    January 11, 2022 at 4:28 am

    To enrich like that..in only 44 words…….just so wonderful, and like a painting, or piece of music, it just seems wonderful again and again. ‘enslave me in body, in poem and ink.’ of course the lines should not be extracted, as all work best altogether,,,,,but what a line

    I know I shall get more when I read this poem tomorrow, and more again the day after. Beautiful.

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  7. Carol J Forrester says:
    January 11, 2022 at 4:34 am

    I had to look up ‘abalone’ as it wasn’t a word I’ve come across before, but after finding out what it means, it’s a fantastic bit of imagery.

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  8. De Jackson says:
    January 11, 2022 at 4:53 am

    Just gorgeous, Sanaa. And thanks for covering the bar for me for a bit today!

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  9. gillena says:
    January 11, 2022 at 5:19 am

    Happy New Year Sanaa.
    Your poem is beautiful. Abalone snuck in there and made be pause a while
    much love…

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  10. msjadeli says:
    January 11, 2022 at 5:25 am

    I like your focus and clarity here.

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  11. Ron. Lavalette says:
    January 11, 2022 at 5:27 am

    Yum (as always) SR. Thanks

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  12. Eric Erb says:
    January 11, 2022 at 7:02 am

    What can I say Sanaa? Fantastic as always.

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  13. kaykuala says:
    January 11, 2022 at 7:41 am

    January or June,
    I find that he’s muse, one and only

    Love your observation of the feelings of being attracted by an handsome bloke, where an innocent lass is just enamored. Great word craft Sanaa!

    Hank

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  14. Raivenne says:
    January 11, 2022 at 9:02 am

    Oooh! “enslave me in body, in poem and ink.” Yes, this. That is what Muse does.

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  15. Christine Bolton-Brown says:
    January 11, 2022 at 9:22 am

    Your writing is so sexy Sanaa! This was beautiful ☺️💕

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  16. K.Hartless says:
    January 11, 2022 at 9:56 am

    Love this seasonal sexy muse that’s as hard to track down as wispy clouds. May they forever free-float around your talented pen. Cheers.

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  17. Dwight L. Roth says:
    January 11, 2022 at 10:12 am

    I love how you are so fully enraptured by your muse! He must be very special!

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  18. Benita Kape says:
    January 11, 2022 at 12:20 pm

    What struck me, among several other things, was the affirmation in the final line. Beautiful.

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  19. kittysverses says:
    January 11, 2022 at 12:28 pm

    Wow!! Your poetry is a lovely piece of art to be cherished, Sanaa. Mind blowing descriptions. 🙂

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  20. Veera says:
    January 11, 2022 at 1:26 pm

    Wonderful piece of poetry.I loved the way you used abalone here,something entirely new to me 🙂

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  21. Punam says:
    January 11, 2022 at 5:28 pm

    To be enslaved in body, poem and ink sounds like every poet’s dream! Deliciously gorgeous, Sanaa! ❤️❤️

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  22. Paul Cannon says:
    January 11, 2022 at 8:39 pm

    I love the metaphors and the little twist and turn this offers in subject, wonderful poem Sanaa 🙂

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  23. Alexandra (Xan) says:
    January 11, 2022 at 9:48 pm

    That’s so romantic

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  24. D. Avery says:
    January 11, 2022 at 10:13 pm

    are as whispers
    These whispers say so much; of an inspiring ensnarement. Tasty poem!

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  25. hedgewitch says:
    January 12, 2022 at 12:54 am

    This is very evocative, full of a wistful yet sensual mood that often echoes how the muse speaks. Lovely.

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  26. Tzvi Fievel says:
    January 12, 2022 at 6:08 am

    “the taste of richer roasts
    and dreams.”

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  27. Selma Martin says:
    January 13, 2022 at 12:21 pm

    totally cool, Sanaa. Totally. Love your style. Thanks.

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  28. lillian says:
    January 14, 2022 at 12:44 am

    Such sensual imagery and abalone clouds….ah, me thinks I know who your muse is….romance is in the air!

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