With every changing season,
I am looking for a reason
Anemone
erectly flowering
fall upon my face like shadows,
as I cry for louder rhythm.
Though cogent this pain,
this unbelievable urge to shout and scream
engulfs me
I stand my ground
merely for hope which your eyes have given me—
I feel you
pulsating through my veins and blood,
the burning caress
of your wanton gaze, relentless lips
tell me are you afraid to embrace this feeling
that has made its way into your breast?
I want you
to confirm my worst fears,
I want you
to hurt me more than it’s necessary
I dare not withdraw
until there remains the slightest chance of bliss—
You are tempest,
you are wild civility
you are hidden notes that whisper from the depths
of mind’s library,
I fear this season with its gusty and offshore winds
has pierced through my undying passion.
You are everywhere and yet not present
like a dream
you continue to rouse and flood my senses.
Love mercurial — love misleading
With every changing season,
I am looking for a reason.
Photo credits: Pure as snow, Mira Nedyalkova
Posted on ‘Kerry’s Challenge’ @ Real Toads
& Posted on Poetry Pantry @ Poets United
50 Responses
So good:
“Anemone
erectly flowering
fall upon my face”
“I want you
to confirm my worst fears,
I want you
to hurt me”
“You are tempest,
you are wild civility”
Thank you so much, Shawna 😀 so good to see you ❤️
The repetition of first and closing lines really works, Sanaa. I especially love “wild civility”, which conjures up intensity of passion. Wonderfully done.
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Beautifully done, Sanaa. The repetition works so well and I love the lines:
‘Anemone
erectly flowering
fall upon my face like shadows’
and
‘You are tempest,
you are wild civility
you are hidden notes that whisper from the depths
of mind’s library’.
Thank you so much, Kim 😍 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
This is very beautifully done, Sanaa. Such a passionate poem, and that last line is perfect, taking us back to the beginning again… so much depends on the reason!
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Kerry 😍 so glad you liked it! ❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt)
Yes, perhaps we look for the reason, but not everything can be explained, not the seasons, nor relationships.
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Annell ❤️
We look for reasons in our passion as if to justify it. Passion needs no justification. I like the ending how it takes us right back to the beginning. Very well done!
Thank you so much, Toni 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
This is so well executed… your passion is getting darker and better every time I read.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Ah, that repetition works so well, binding it all together — it’s like a circumnavigation through this search and this need for bliss — the passion and reason both bringing about a flux of this discovery and perchance reverie.
These lines resonated with me particularly (the juxtaposition of hurt and bliss is something one has to experience to know perhaps): “I want you/to hurt me more than it’s necessary/I dare not withdraw/until there remains the slightest chance of bliss”.
A lovely verse, Sanaa! <3
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Anmol 😀 so glad you liked it! ❤️
So beautiful. So many questions, so many unanswered, yet we still ask. “You are tempest, you are wild civility” Love that..
Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so good to see you ❤️
wild civility… nice! And once I got past the awesome photo, your words delivered! Great beginning (and ending!) stanza! Well done.
Thank you so much, Margaret 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Beautifully written Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Linda 😀 so good to see you ❤️
There is a fierce intensity in this one that I suspect will linger for many seasons… Especially in the third stanza, those invitations are dangerous and desperate enough to change the course of destinies. Wow.
Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love notes from the mind’s library. Every ending of summer is like a death that we look for meaning into.
Thank you so much, Colleen 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Lovely writing that cascades to an indelible, rather haunting, close.
Thank you so much, Wendy 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Such raw emotion and passion….you have out done yourself Sanaa….and I love how you repeated the opening lines at the end.
Thank you so much, Donna 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
So very sensual. Liked very much the two ending lines. We do keep looking for reasons.
Thank you so much, Mary 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
exquisite, Sanaa.
this poem leaves one breathless! 🙂
Thank you so much, Lee San 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Exquisitely passionate, Sanaa! I was drawn into the darkness.
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
With every changing season,
I am looking for a reason
Despite being a natural phenomenon year in year out one feels compelled to wonder, ‘why is it so!’ Everything can be rightfully explained. It is just that one continues to wonder!
Hank
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Hank ❤️
How easily this reader slipped into the poem and really felt the passion created in the words. What a brilliant write Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
“wild civility”
You do passion so well. Another of your intense pieces hurled.
Thanks for dropping by my Sumie Sunday this week.
Much❤💛❤love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Much🌼🌺love
Intriguing title Sanaa… Is the angst directed at the passing season?
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Rajani ❤️
Another beauty, Sanaa! If any of my girls decide to get married, I’ll be coming to you for these eternal words. 🙂
Awwww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Vivian 😍 so glad you liked it! ❤️
There’s such passion in this , and worded so eloquently. Good writing!
Thank you so much, Myrna 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Beautifully done! I especially like:
You are tempest,
you are wild civility
you are hidden notes that whisper from the depths
of mind’s library,
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️