Veil me (not)
Sanaa -
January 13, 2017
Earlier PoemsPoetry

Hidden or lost, obscured from view
Yet frore of night distills the dew ―
Adrift, I sway like ripples on pond
as magnolia blossoms fall from tree.
Oh heart of mine, possess strength (unbind)
I long for conscience to release load of mind
Aware glimpse of orb enshrouded in smoke
I ebb into the depths of mountains and sea.
Though soul feels like rose amongst thorns,
Oh veil me (not) from the all–knowing sun.
I long for compunction to stray from psyche,
to shine with beatitude like the stars at night.

 

 

Photo credits: Rebloggy

Kerry asks us to write inspired by works of Rainer Maria Rilke.
Poem chosen: I am much too alone in this world, yet not alone

Posted on Literary Excursions @ Real Toads

For my prompt “Attitudes are contagious, is yours worth catching” on 13th
January at 8:00 am EDT

Posted for poems written on Prompt Nights 

and posted on Open Link Night @ dVerse Pub

52 Responses

  1. paul scribbles says:
    January 13, 2017 at 7:02 am

    Wow…such poetry. Is this a call for freedom?…for release?…for pure being-ness?

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  2. Grace says:
    January 13, 2017 at 8:37 am

    Specially like this part:

    Adrift, I sway like ripples on pond
    as magnolia blossoms fall from tree.

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  3. Frank Hubeny says:
    January 13, 2017 at 9:23 am

    I liked the phrase: “soul feels like rose amongst thorn”

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  4. Bjorn Rudberg says:
    January 13, 2017 at 11:15 am

    To be released to the night like this. Wonderful and dreamy.

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  5. Brendan says:
    January 13, 2017 at 6:19 pm

    There is tension here, an imprisoned sense of standing at a threshold of the sublime and not being able to cross over. This is the poet’s dilemma, and the challenge of our life’s work! Great take on the challenge.

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  6. Kerry O'Connor says:
    January 13, 2017 at 8:43 pm

    The relationship between the human consciousness and the things is held in a tender balance in your poem, Sanaa. Beautifully done.

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  7. debi says:
    January 13, 2017 at 10:40 pm

    to shine with beatitude like the stars at night…… oh, but you do and so do your words.

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  8. gillena says:
    January 14, 2017 at 12:20 am

    “I long for compunction to stray from psyche,”

    Luv the angst in this feeling write, the torture of the soul is in ernest

    much love…

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  9. Magaly Guerrero` says:
    January 14, 2017 at 12:57 am

    I learned a new word today: “frore”. I like it!

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  10. Sherry Blue Sky says:
    January 14, 2017 at 2:32 am

    So beautiful, with a gorgeous closing line.

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  11. Ellecee says:
    January 14, 2017 at 4:17 am

    “To shine with beatitude as the stars at night” “to stray from psyche”
    Longings I can relate to,; I enjoyed your lovely poem so much 🙂

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  12. bkmackenzie says:
    January 14, 2017 at 6:23 am

    such a graceful line – “to shine with beatitude like stars at night…lovely…bkm

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  13. Rommy says:
    January 14, 2017 at 6:45 am

    Swaying like ripples on a pond sounds lovely. LOL, I need to make more time for real relaxation.

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  14. Oloriel says:
    January 14, 2017 at 7:55 am

    Beautiful and enchanting poetry, I loved the form, the rhymes and the hoping and wishing at the end.

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  15. Glenn Buttkus says:
    January 14, 2017 at 8:53 am

    A wonderful balladic plea for clarity, truth, joy–to be enjoyed as unfettered. As poets our quills do shatter chains, counterpoint negativity, celebrating life, love, and spirituality. Thanks for the reinforcement & poetic hug.

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  16. Kay says:
    January 14, 2017 at 9:21 am

    Your descriptive ability is awe-inspiring in this, Sanaa. I very much felt the yearning of a soul that craves freedom. ?

    Kay

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  17. CC says:
    January 14, 2017 at 12:11 pm

    Oh, one’s soul should always feel like a rose among thorns! Beautiful imagery, Sanaa 🙂

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  18. Barry D says:
    January 14, 2017 at 1:41 pm

    I feel a yearning to be set free to just… be…

    This is a most enjoyable sentiment… loved the tranquil metaphors.

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  19. Kim M. Russell says:
    January 14, 2017 at 5:45 pm

    I’ve only just come back after a short break to grieve my mother’s passing, so I hadn’t seen this poem, Sanaa. It is so beautifully lyrical and wistful, with gentle movement in the distilling dew, ripples and the blossoms falling.

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  20. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:
    January 14, 2017 at 9:32 pm

    As always, I adore your luscious phrases.

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  21. kaykuala h says:
    January 15, 2017 at 5:38 am

    I long for compunction to stray from psyche,
    to shine with beatitude like the stars at night.

    One craves for the bright side of things. Love the hopeful thoughts of expectations!

    Hank

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  22. grapeling says:
    January 15, 2017 at 4:58 pm

    always hidden it seems ~

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  23. ladyleemanila says:
    January 15, 2017 at 5:52 pm

    Though soul feels like rose amongst thorns,
    Oh veil me (not) from the all–knowing sun.
    such a lovely poem, Sanaa 🙂

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  24. Jae Rose says:
    January 15, 2017 at 6:30 pm

    I love the rhyme – almost like casting a wish or spell 🙂

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  25. kunal says:
    January 15, 2017 at 7:41 pm

    Lovely piece! Well done, Sanaa!

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  26. Bryan Ens says:
    January 16, 2017 at 9:37 am

    This is beautiful, Sanaa

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