Valencia #poem #poetry

a bird awakes the moon
a fish turns in my dreams
algae wrap around my wrists 
Valencia, I just saw you in his eyes
his skin is madness
made of sandalwood

the smell of autumn paves the way
loves lost on lonely cobbled streets
a shadow dances on the wall
a pen writes on a table by itself
on a deck
a sailor flips a coin
dreams,
dust of desiccated lands

impressions, fingers on the pillow
under a purple sky
dried wounds
Valencia,
this room is loneliness,
alienation,
and smells of sandalwood

@short-prose-fiction

image:  Tithi Luadthong; Shutterstock; [link]

 

83 thoughts on “Valencia #poem #poetry

      1. Oh, no, please do not think like this. We are all a blogging family here. We mostly have common goals. I respect everyone and I hope to make as many friends as I can.
        So, are we friends?

         
    1. Thank you so much, sweetheart. Yesterday I was glad to see you posted. I hope everything is going well.

       
      1. Glad to hear everything is fine. Yes, busy is hear for most of us.
        Love and hugs.

         
      2. So sweet of you to be concerned dear! Too many social commitments are keeping me away from blogging right now. Hopefully in a fortnight things will ease. Your love and hugs mean a lot. Hugs to you too!

         
  1. So much lovely sound by a pure soul.”..the smell of autumn paves the way,love lost on lonely cobbled streets….”beautiful imagination.”…this room is lonellieness,alienation and smell of sandalwood”.remarkable piece like a soliloqy in amazing metaphorical way with lovely Valencia.gorgeous.dear G!! Last four lines are most favourite for me🌷

     
    1. Thank you, my dearest Wendi. I am so grateful for your support.
      Sending you lots of love and blessings.

       
    1. Thank you so much sweetheart ❤️ Are you on IG? I am thinking about going on IG in January so if you are can you let me know what you IG is?

       
    1. Eric, you are so kind. Thank you very much.
      I still don’t know what’s the mystery of an English gentlemen? 🙂

       
  2. I am transported to this room, of loneliness, alienation, the smell of sandalwood , the madness of his skin. A room where everything is so filled with emotion, so tangible, but out of reach, the overall effect of longing magnified and heart wrenching.
    “A shadow dances on the wall”
    I sighed
    “A pen writes on a table by itself”
    I sighed again.

    This is a poem I wish to inhale, breathe in the air of the words, and physically touch the beauty of them. The wounds may be dried, but the imprints of fingers on a pillow remain.

    You have filled me with emotion. Breathtaking poetry dear friend. 😘🌸🌟💝❤️

     
    1. My Dearest Rachel,
      I am so sorry for my late reply. I did not see your beautiful comments until now.
      “This is a poem I wish to inhale, breathe in the air of the words, and physically touch the beauty of them.” Your words touch my heat deeply. I am so humbled by them. I am grateful to you beyond words.
      “You have filled me with emotion.” So did you, Rachel. And it goes deeper than that.
      I hope your are having a marvelous week.
      Love, chocolates, hugs and plenty of gratitude.
      xoxo

       
    1. Thank you so much for your beautiful words Megha. I just got up. I am getting ready to read everyone’s post 🙂
      Have a fabulous week.

       
    1. Thank you for your reading and for your beautiful words. I thought you probably spent more time on IG. I will join in January. That’s my plan 🙂
      xoxo
      xoxo

       
      1. I join the Nano to continue my novel I started last July, dear G. I sacrificed social media for now. I am not spending much time on IG.

         
      2. Thank you, dear G. I stopped writing it because I got burned out. I’m back on track but a little slow. The good thing is I’m writing every day.

         
      3. I am glad you are writing every day, Winnie. That is fabulous. I am so burned out that probably I have to stop now.
        Good luck with everything sweetheart. And as I said please keep me posted.
        xoxo

         

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