the kiss of no return #poem #poetry

pain is dripping from guitars
into sunsets with no end
pigeons guide ships lost at sea
tears drop from plumy skies

oh, how your fingers touch the chords
how my heart swells at your sight
how your kisses burn my neck
how the mountain splits
the sky

to the night of oleanders
to the magic of the key which turns
take me to the kiss of no return
when the sky is turning blue
and we’re centuries apart
let me kneel
in front of you

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela M)

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105 thoughts on “the kiss of no return #poem #poetry

    1. Thank you, thank you, thank you, my Queen of Poetry. Three hearts and three roses from me.

      1. Susi. I thought I replied to your comment, but I still see it in my wp-admin. So I will say thank you again.

    1. Thank you so much Francisco. I am really glad you liked it. It’s an old poem. It’s on youtube. The music was written by one of my blogger friends. Anyway, it was difficult work because it was an online collaboration and we were working through different apps. On top the music that he wrote – which I adore- did not quite match the internal music of the poem. So my recitation was not what it should have been.

      Thank you again, and back to your poem written in Catalan. I saved the comment that I wrote on that poem. I am going to place it on my blog right where you said you did not received it. If you want to share it on your blog as coming from me it’s totally up to you.
      I am going to get to that soon. And I’m going to open a chat with WP to see why my comments are not getting to you.
      Take care

      1. I absolutely loved your poem…incredibly powerful and filled with such tenderness…Thank you, Gabriela, I don’t understand much about the functioning of this blog so I do not know how to share comments but I would certainly love to do it. I hope you can find that out because it is strange that I get all of these comments that you make but not the others…ok, so, thanks again and all the best,
        ciao amiga,

      2. Hi Francisco.
        Thank you again for the praise. You humble me every time you write.
        You can’t share comments. Some bloggers put up themselves comments that others make on their work. So and so said something about my poem, my painting, etc.

        But first let me try to do it again and let’s see if it works.
        I’ll find out what is going on. I promise.
        I hope the storm passed and left behind a clear sky and the most gentle breeze ever.
        Have a lovely afternoon.

    1. Thank you so much. I am thrilled you read it and liked it. I left comments on your last two poems – which are gorgeous – and you did not get them. I do not know why. perhaps i am in spam folder. Please know that your poetry is beautiful and I enjoy reading it.

      1. I’m really sorry that this happens. I have not put anyone in spam. Anyway, I’m going to check, but I’ll tell you that I don’t master this. I have always liked your way of writing. That’s why I enjoy reading your blog. You are great Gabriela. Greetings.

      2. Thank you so much for your wonderful words on my poetry. You cannot out anybody in the spam folder. The WP does it 🙂
        May you have a fabulous day.

    1. I am thrilled to hear that, Bo. I really am. Great minds think alike 😊 And the answer to your question is yes.
      Actually this was written in 2018 I believe. It was on my blog under the name scents of flowers and of salt. Ankit Thapa who wrote the music for this poem placed it on YouTube.

      I hope you guys are doing great.
      Sending everyone lots of hugs and thank you again for your support, Bo.

      1. Kids are very good at doing that. But you can handle. I am sure. What is he exactly doing?

    1. Nice to meet you too, Paola. I am the one that needs to thank you. So, thank you Paola. Looking forward to reading more of your work.

    1. Aw… thank you so much. You are sweet and supportive. I hope everything is well with you.

    1. That is so kind of you dear. I have no words to thank you. It was done by one of my friends who lives in Nepal – minus the middle stanza – right here. The music is his, the lyrics and the recitation are mine. We just used different name for the work.

      But, please, if you want to do it, I will be honored.

      1. Ankit Thapa. But even if you do proper attribution I have I to write to him and ask for his permission. I will get back to you. So please do not use his music until I hear from him.

    1. My dear, thank you so much for your beautiful work. It warms my heart.
      I do have some questions for you. Do you go via a translator? I’m asking because some words in your video are different from the words I wrote in my poem. And you misunderstood me. Ankit composed the music. He did not write the poem. The poem is mine.
      Anyway, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your kind gesture. You have a beautiful soul.

      1. My dear Gabriela, I am sorry I misunderstood your friend as a poet.
        I only use the translator to understand the meaning of your verse, but I have used your verse.
        Can you tell me where my text disagrees with yours for pleasure?

    1. Hi Judy.Thank you very much. I am so happy you liked that line. I hope everything is well with you.🌸💕🌺

  1. stunning imagery as always but this one has lines that delicately fall into each other like rose petals after a season’s ended, I sigh as I read and read again your beautifully constructed lines.

    1. My dearest Gina,
      Thank you so much for your beautiful comment. It is as beautiful and as gentle as your soul. I am so sorry I couldn’t leave a comment on your most recent post, which by the way it is as wonderful as ever. I am snowed with work this week. Your comment makes me feel much better. Thank you again.

      1. oh please don’t ever feel pressured to comment though I know you make every effort to, it is a busy time and you must take good care of your self and work, I always appreciate you dropping by to read and know my words find a place with you. Much love back!

  2. Oh Gabriela. Your words gripped me from the start. The heartbreak of the guitar and the never ending sunset and then the bliss of a kiss upon the neck… by the time your words told me to listen, I could barely breathe I was listening so intently.

to the night of oleanders
to the magic of the key which turns
take me to the kiss of no return
when the sky is turning blue”

    I want to go there too G. I’m listening.


    1. Just listen to the ocean. It will take you there.

      My dearest Rachel, thank you from the bottom of my heart for your kindness and your fabulous comment.

      You are the greatest ever. Rachel. I hope everything is well with you. Sometimes I worry about you too. I also hope that the magical kitchen appeared and you are cooking dinners there. You know I’ve never asked you what would you like for dinner. I’ll cook for you 🙂

      Have a beautiful Friday afternoon.

      1. Still waiting on the magical kitchen. I said ‘abracadabra’ but it didn’t work? Any ideas?

        What would I like you to cook?? Wow, you’d cook for me??? 🥰. I would like whatever is your particular specialty (but minus red meat please, there goes my high maintenance side).

        I hope your weekend is restful and wonderful dearest friend xoxoxox

      2. Then I am going to surprise you. I’ll get there soon. We can do even without the magical kitchen. Is 🐥ok?

      3. Thank you so much. You are a wonderful friend too. You promised me something at the end of 2019. I hope you can find some time to do it. No pressure. I’ll cook twice if you do it 🌸

    1. Good evening, my dearest Joni. Well, its actually night.
      Thank you so much for your kind comment, hon.
      Love and hugs to you too.
      May you have a blessed weekend.


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