Your Touch
As you turn over
in your sleep,
the pebbled grapefruit
of your cheek
grazes mine.
That swift percussion
of your heart
raises the blanket
stretched tight as a drum
between us.
Beat of your blood,
warmth of your thigh.
Your lips
another country,
divided from me
by that high border
of your shoulder
and the gravel of your heart.
Once, the touch of lips
warm in their fervor,
rather than a mistake
in the night.
Once, the amaryllis
cast twilight
over our bed.
A harbinger
of yellow roses,
their petals fallen
over your pillow.
Their thorns.
For Weekly Scribblings the prompt was to pick any three words from the given word list that fit the mood/theme of your prose or poem and write on a topic of your choice.
amaryllis somewhat percussion darkness grapefruit
deep cast warmth blood touch
gravel twilight lips sky sleep
bedside scones fervour harbinger cogitation
A powerful poem
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Wowww!!! 💝 This is utterly stunning in its use of language and imagery 😀 I was especially enamored by; “the pebbled grapefruit of your cheek,” thank you so much for writing to the prompt! 💝
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Thanks, Sanaa. I pondered over that pebbled grapefruit of your cheek image, but I liked it so it remained in the end and I’m glad you liked it, too.
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I like it too!
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Me too!
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Really lovely.
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Thanks, Jan.
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When I saw the amaryllis photo, I knew it would be a beautiful poem — the flower almost like an umbrella. And the poem did not disappoint!
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The amaryllis is a flower that signifies pride. Mythology has it that Amaryllis was a shepherd woman who loved another shepherd named Alteo. This man only loved flowers. Yellow roses signify the ending of a love affair or relationship. So in the end, a sad poem of past passionate fulfillment.
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Knowing the mythology attached to the poem really enhances its beauty of both the flower and the poem! Yes, a sad poem of past passionate fulfillment, but also a beautiful expression of the myth. Thanks for the explanation!
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You are very welcome, Janet.
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Just beautiful Especially Love ‘the pebbled grapefruit of your cheek’
The photo is beautiful as well
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This is breathtaking beauty, Judy!
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Oh Dolly, thanks for your constant encouragement.
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My pleasure, Judy, and it really took my breath away. Sometimes true art, whether it’s poetry, art, or music, has this effect on me.
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“the pebbled grapefruit
of your cheek” … I love that.
Also this: “Your lips / another country,”
The last two stanzas are gorgeous.
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Thanks, Shawna, for your generous comments.
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Oh, how passion can change…This is a beautiful poem
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I’m glad you enjoyed it, Susie.
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Oh the cognizance of thorns is piercing. It leaves the reader wide awake
Much✏love
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Beautiful poem! And powerful, sadly ominous conclusion.
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Thanks, Rosemary.
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A stunning poem, Judy, very sensual perspective of the myth of Amaryllis. I particularly love the lines:
‘the pebbled grapefruit
of your cheek
grazes mine’
and the metaphors: ‘percussion of your heart’, the blanket ‘stretched tight as a drum’ and ‘beat of your blood’, and ‘Your lips another country’ and ‘high border of your shoulder’.
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Thanks,Kim.
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Yes this is such a well written poem with the contact with your partner makes is all that more enjoyable.
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Many thanks, Olde Egg!!
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A poem which really appeals to the senses – such rich imagery
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Thanks, Jaerose…
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I enjoyed reading your poem …. immensely.
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Thanks, Helen.
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And, thanks especially for the immensely!!
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Life sometimes turns thorny as the end of your poem suggests.
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I think ultimately all lives do, except for the very lucky.
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