Tuesday 22 May 2012

Summer flight






I leap straight into your arms
without looking down
as if I knew you would catch me:
caterpillar hands, dragonfly wings


I gaze at your lips as if I have kissed
them a thousand times in my head, slowly
my fingers travel to your waist and hips,
as if I knew them intimately, smoothly


the seas I have crossed are red
coral reefs still cling to my russet face 
I even smelled death on an old man's tears
and green is my favorite color      

my wings bring me here today 
I don't pretend to understand you wholly 
except that your words storm the shores of me, 
sailing my white tidy boats to voyages unknown  


hold my face cresting on your chest, 
it's warm as the summer grapes 


   
A poetic response to :   Your hands by Pablo Neruda 
"When your hands leap
towards mine, love,
what do they bring me in flight?"


For the D'verse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight - every Tuesday at 3pm EST

Thanks for the visit and smiles ~   Happy summer day ~


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48 comments:

  1. This is beautifully sensual, Heaven. You write a beautiful love poem. I especially enjoyed the image of 'caterpillar hands, dragonfly wings.'

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    1. Thanks for the lovely words and visit Mary ~

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  2. "except that your words storm the shores of me"
    love this line!

    gracefully pretty.

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    1. I like that line too Lisa, thanks for the visit ~

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  3. caterpillar hands, dragonfly wings...love that...that line just jumps off the page...and the coral reefs still clinging to the face...your words storm the shores of me,
    sailing my white tidy boats to voyages unknown ...hot, love it...really great intimate love poem grace...

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  4. This is an exceptional poem, Grace. That third stanza is just staggeringly good.

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  5. "I even smelled death on an old man's tears"

    This resonated with me for some reason...

    Thank you, Heaven.

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  6. love the intimacy and sensuality in this...and like..I even smelled death on an old man's tears...a lot...somehow doesn't seem to fit in on first sight but grounds it in reality..i like

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  7. So sensual. Love "your words storm the shores of me" - and those caterpillar hands/dragonfly wings. Beautiful write.

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  8. Oh, this is really lovely. Sensual, and sexy without even mentioning a thing to do with sex. A fabulous write heaven!

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  9. This is beautiful! So many special lines in it, creating a vivdly sensual piece of poetry! Wonderful write!
    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2012/05/22/the-thunder-rolls/

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  10. A wonderful Neruda poem to spring from(but then,they all are.) The colors are vibrant but so are the images of longing and hope in this, Heaven. I especially like "...your words storm the shores of me,/
    sailing my white tidy boats..."

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  11. Another lovely poem...sensuous, intimate & loving...beautiful :)

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  12. Yummy...delicious in the best way!

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  13. Haven't been by in a while, glad I saw your link at dVerse and had a sec to come over. Through the whole poem the thing that struck me the most was the leap...

    Wander

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  14. As always, such a sensuous treat... I especially like:

    your words storm the shores of me,
    sailing my white tidy boats to voyages unknown

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  15. You make me long for the feast of life--beautifully written

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  16. Caterpillar hands and words storming the shores... What more could you want in such an intimate and intense poem?! Great job.

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  17. Love the sailing tidy whites!

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  18. Sensual and gorgeous...caterpillar hands, dragonfly wings...love it!

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  19. This is gorgeous. I love these sections:

    "as if I knew you would catch me:
    caterpillar hands, dragonfly wings"

    "and green is my favorite color
    my wings bring me here today
    I don't pretend to understand you wholly
    except that your words storm the shores of me,
    sailing my white tidy boats to voyages unknown"

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  20. Beautiful, sensual write! I adore "your words storm the shores of me."

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  21. Very nice indeed. Thanks !
    Peace.
    Siggi in Downeast Maine

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  22. Exactly what I'm thinking now: “..don't pretend to understand—but--your word
    storms my shore...”
    WOW! And more
    —grin!

    And this: “..smelled death on an old man's tears..”
    LOVE IT! Though I do not pretend to understand..
    May 25, Friday, I'll be 79
    I'm calling it GEMI-NINE!
    Nowhere near that death-smell.
    Don't even expect a tolling bell

    BUT Dear grace, I have been here to your blog...
    and I have smiled with you.
    Thanks!

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  23. caterpillar hands and dragonfly wings I could see this happen so vivid in my mind. this was a steamy sexy write, with the depth of the sea to it. wow.
    http://leah-jamielynn.typepad.com

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  24. Sensual and sexy, all without being TOO intimate, if you know what I mean. "and green is my favorite color" ... loved the bravery of that line.

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  25. Ah, I adore Pablo Neruda, and so it is with pleasure that I devour a poem in response to one of his. I've written one of my own, but your perspective - the feminine perspective - makes this response uniquely your own.

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  26. Beautiful, Heaven, beautiful. ♥

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  27. Very beautifully expressed emotions and feelings. Full of confidence in that love that they have. Warm like a cuddle. :)

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  28. This had a lyrical quality to it, would be kewl to hear it as a song

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  29. I wish someone would storm or even hurricane the shores of me :)

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  30. Words storming the shore/ catepillar-dragonfly/ the wonderful use of color, this has so many fine lines...All packaged so effortlessly and delivering the emotional tones perfectly. Very nice job.

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  31. This is so sensual and loving. I wish Pablo Neruda could read it. Bet he'd love it. I do.

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  32. Sensual and gently erotic. Love the picture.

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  33. "I don't pretend to understand you wholly
    except that your words storm the shores of me,
    sailing my white tidy boats to voyages unknown

    Wow, Heaven. WOW. The poem is gorgeous, but these lines in particular speak to me on a very personal level. Thank you so much for your beautiful words.

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  34. So feathery and soft, unhurried in it's sensuality.I adored this.

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  35. Sensual and seductive. I want to have written this.

    Amazing.

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  36. To everyone ~ Thanks so much for the lovely words and encouragement. I appreciate them all ~

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  37. What a delicious piece! The longing is palpable, and I felt my eyes watering up as it made me think of my own love. Just beautiful :)

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  38. so sensual...you always capture this so well

    my wings bring me here today
    I don't pretend to understand you wholly
    except that your words storm the shores of me,
    sailing my white tidy boats to voyages unknown

    I really liked this line- just evokes that moment of giving yourself to someone completely

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  39. This is a great poem. "storms my shore" -- Wow, you write such enviable pieces!

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  40. "I don't pretend to understand you wholly
    except that your words storm the shores of me,"

    I love these lines all to pieces Heaven, such a great piece in it's entirety!!

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  41. Beautiful sensuality and I love the undertone of trust that's so important in a relationship

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