fated cravings #poem #poetry

I was born under the salty light of underwater stars
when autumn leaves were burning
the neurotic passions of forgotten lovers
three fates surrounded my rosewood cradle
the Spinner threaded all my life from purple silk
her fingers soft  
her lips a nest of loving birds
the Allotter gave me the sensuality of painted nudes
the interruption of the sanctity of times when church bells toll
the Inevitable fated me with your aquatic soul
inside the smell of the fresh grass and dreams
I’ve learned to crave for your dark eyes
liked wisdom craves for ancient scrolls

@short-prose-fiction

 

49 thoughts on “fated cravings #poem #poetry

  1. Good morning G,

    A gorgeous piece of writing from the opening line to this wonderful finale. An alluring narrator (soft fingers, lips of loving birds, sensuality of painted nudes) tells us her story
    in unqiue fashion that could have only been painted by you. Aquatic soul line resonated.

    I will comment on yesterday’s post later today. I am in the middle of a construction site.
    So please excuse the typos. Hate commenting by phone.

    Have a beautiful, inspiring day G. Be well.

     
    1. Good morning Drew, and thank you for your wonderful comment.
      No need for you to apologize. I have to apologize. I still have to catch up with your posts. I’ll do it during the weekend.
      “construction site” Be careful. Be safe and enjoy the rest of your day 🙂

       
  2. This reminds me of a surreal poetic picture, that dazzles you and eats you black until you are completely sucked inside it. I especially like the lines
    ‘I’ve learned to crave for your dark eyes
    liked wisdom craves for ancient scrolls’
    Keep up the great work, and have a beautiful day ahead!!!

     
    1. Aw.. Scott thank you so much. You are showering me with compliments. I am humbled and grateful to you. I am even blushing 🙂
      Enjoy the rest of your day.

       
  3. The beauty within this G, leaves me breathless. How can I choose favourite lines of yours without quoting your whole poem back to you?

    “I was born under the salty light of underwater stars
when autumn leaves were burning” 

”the Spinner threaded all my life from purple silk
her fingers soft  
her lips a nest of loving birds”
    
And the finale:

”inside the smell of the fresh grass and dreams
I’ve learned to crave for your dark eyes
liked wisdom craves for ancient scrolls”

    And even then, I feel it was unfair to the few lines I have not quoted here because I loved them, too.

    Do you think it’s fair to say I loved it?

    Hugs and chocolate to you darling friend. Your writing brings sighs and beauty to my day. Xoxo

     
    1. Thank you so much, my dearest R. My heart beats faster every time I hear from you. I am so humbled by your praise and so touched by your beautiful heart. Yes, I feel the beauty of your heart. And some times that brings tears in my eyes.
      Sweetheart I wanted to reply to one of your comments on your last post and I was not able to. The ocean was merciless that night.
      Love and hugs to my talented R.

       
      1. Oh G. Do you know, I worried about that poem, whether it was right to even post it. i ended up turning the comments off and deleted a few of my own that I’d lost my own filter on. I don’t know if I’m even making sense with that and I feel like saying sorry to you.

        I am certainly sorry the ocean was merciless that night.

        Back to your poem… well, that was another in my ever growing list of favorites of yours.

        Love and hugs to you too G. Always xoxo

         
      2. Thank you sweetheart, but let’s go back to your poem. It was a great poem. There was nothing to worry about. Life and death are like the two sides of the moon. One shines, one is hidden, black. Your talent brought them together, That gorgeous poem was your own moon.
        xoxo

         
      1. I just recently discovered your poetry, and I’m glad that I did! it’s an honor to have you as one of my followers though I’m not here very often due to a busy life I love coming back here to read some of my favorite poets and many up and coming poets/writers, as well! So many people have so many things to say are not always heard in their real lives so I think the internet has been a wonderful outlet for those who have no one to listen or understand, or take them to a place to forget their troubles and realize that they are not alone, even if momentarily. Poetry can be such a beautiful thing for so many people who need just to hear something nice as if it were almost a Tender Touch that they so often do not receive. There are a few poets/ writers who use their writing ability to put others down or dig at what they assume to be factual. Your writing is genuine and as I said before quite breathtaking thank you for reading a few of my poems. It is a better day for me too!☀️

         
      2. I am humbled by your comment. When I discovered your poems I thought “What an unbelievable talent.” I am really thrilled I found your work. You beautiful words give. Your talent shines. And this is what the world needs.
        There are still plenty of poems on your blog that I did not read. I am working on.

        Till next time I wish you a wonderful and productive week.
        Gabriela

         
      3. Thank you very much for such an unexpected, and kind reply! I’m not so sure about talent in my writing, but I care very much about the subjects in which I write.Shine bright poetess, and a productive week it is! I’m sorry that you lost your Dad. It is always, always, to soon when we lose those we love and admire. Take care when the tears fall.🌹

         
      4. Thank you so much for your reply and for your wishes. They mean a lot to me.
        “I care very much about the subjects in which I write.” I really can see that. Your beautiful heart writes.
        Have a wonderful rest of the week.
        G.

         

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