Ashes to ashes, I thought as
lone silver tear caressed my
cheek. Until a time when we
revert to dust, truth seared
as heat of sangria sun ―
But what of rhyme and verse!
Oh! Let them suffice as rouge
sugar-bush. Embed unto field
of eternity; lest words scatter,
(wither) as autumnal leaves.
I smile as blew puff of wind
swept plea upon o’ nodding
grass ―
Photo credits: Pixabay
Magaly invites us to recycle famous proverbs. I chose
to write upon the saying: Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Posted for Sunday Mini-challenge @ Real Toads
also posted on the Poetry Pantry @ Poets United
& posted on the Sunday Standard @ Lunch Break
Sangria sun… what a wonderful place to be…
Thank you so much, Bjorn 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
That “Sangria sun” sounds so warm and exotic. I wonder if that’s the color and taste of the sun in the Sumerlands.
Most definitely ❤️ thanks for stopping by, Magaly 🙂
Your poem starts off grey and silver and then busts into ‘sangria sun’ and ‘rouge
sugar-bush’, Sanaa! The final lines are wistful.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
“sangria sun”…a delicious image…wow!!
Thank you so much, Sumana 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
sangria sun…. oh beautiful
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so good to see you ❤️
“lest words scatter,
(wither) as autumnal leaves.”
There’s no way on earth your words can either scatter or wither because they’re so beautiful that they’ve embedded themselves into my memory. 🙂
Aww!!❤️ Thank you so much, Madhumakhi 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love this: “lest words scatter,
(wither) as autumnal leaves”
Thank you so much, C.C 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
“swept plea upon a nodding grass” fantastic!
Thank you so much, Pearl 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
The tone is mournful for me, ashes to ashes with tears. This strikes a chord in my own life. I like how your brought in the sangria sun to add in warmth. Beautifully constructed Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Truedessa 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Oh, this is beautiful!
Thank you so much, Mary 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
“sangria sun” is an intoxicating image.. This is beautiful
Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
What a beautiful poem, Sanaa! I loved the phrase “sangria sun” that immediately evokes an image bright and warm…just like true love ❤️ Loved the ending lines, too… 🙂
Aww!❤️ Thank you so much, Maniparna 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Luv “sangria sun”
Luv me a nice glass of wine too
Much love…
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I LOVE sangria sun and “rouge sugar-blush.” Wonderful photo too. It makes me want to expand myself.
Thank you so much, Colleen 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
What a most beautiful poem Sanaa, one of your best. I was tempted to wipe that tear from your cheek but then thought better of it!
Thank you so much, Robin 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
Ooh! I love that “sangria sun” phrase. It conjures up such heady and sweet imagery.
Thank you so much, Rommy 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Love the line breaks, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Iris 🙂 so nice to see you ❤️
Another beautiful piece, Sanaa. The close on this is so ethereal and delicate, I actually imagined a wind blown kiss swept along on a puff of wind until eternity. ~ sigh ~
Aww!❤️ Thank you so much, Wendy 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Beautiful
Thank you so much, Geetashree 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
I needed the warmth of Sangria sun this winter. Lovely piece, Sanaa
Thank you so much, Totomai 😀 so nice to see you ❤️
The tear, the kiss, the loss–only time and words will ease the pain.
Definitely ❤️ thanks for stopping by, Susan 😀
Ah, one of the age-old concerns of poets! (I think of Shakespeare, Hardy…) In your own beautiful words.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Pretty 🙂
Aww!❤️ Thank you so much, Marian 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
A lovely share.
Thank you so much, Ayala 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Oh, so beautiful!!
Thank you so much, Annell 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️