Tuesday 7 May 2013

What I want to do with you



Cherry Blossoms by Scarlet Verses


suddenly, the sky is a tumult,  
scattering seeds in careless abandon, 
tinged of bluest devotion, abounding -  

you lay on my feet
not one blushing petal nor small bud
but a thousand pink-gaping pearls blooming- 

i reach to kiss your lips, softer than snow
melting my walls into a cup, opening to receive
your words, sweet & hungry as a bee-    

spread my hair among the leaves, steeped
of sun and morning dew drops. drink deeply 
of my fragrance, write love letters on my 
skin, naked earth-

i want to do with you 
what spring does with the cherry trees.*

*Inspiration and line from Pablo Neruda :  Everyday You Play

"My words rained over you, stroking you.
A long time I have loved the sunned mother-of-pearl of your body.
I go so far as to think that you own the universe.
I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells,
dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.
I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees."



Posted for OpenLinkNight of D'verse Poets Pub ~  Happy spring day ~
I have used this line before, but thought it fitting to post again after seeing the Japanese trees in full blooms over the weekend.   

48 comments:

  1. Grace, I love the line that gave you inspiration and how you so beautifully wove it into such a sensual spring poem!! Happy spring to you, finally!!

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    1. Happy spring to you too Mary ~ Aren't the blooms so lovely ~

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  2. Spring and spring feelings are just waking up in my heart again ... never thought I'll feel those feelings again ... but it happened ... winter kill did not kill all ...

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    1. I hope spring will come to you very soon ~ Thank you ~

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  3. wow...the spread hair in the leaves, the scent, writing love letters on the skin stanza is my fav for sure...whew...love that....and love the hints of spring in your words as well....lovely....we are drowning here...flooding with all the rain, but spring will be here soon...

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    1. The rain will come later this week but in the meantime, the Japanese trees are all blooming in the parks ~ Thank you Brian ~

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  4. my, my, isn't this a hot and naughty one in your collection, Grace :)

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    1. Yes, though I think I am not posting enough lately ~ Smiling back at you Dezzy ~

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  5. SPRING AND SENSUALITY GO HAND IN HAND!!!! LOVELY POEM...

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  6. oh la la! I love this, Heaven. This is one of your most passionate filled poems I've read in a long time. The sun must be warming your skin these days =P

    Have a beautiful and warm week!

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  7. so beautiful...passionate words! loved this G

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  8. That Spring and cherry trees bit is just amazing Heaven, I want to keep reading this over and over again, just amazing.

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  9. Wow the things you want to do might get you thrown in jail at your zoo haha and a touch of spring is sure worth a fling

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  10. ah this made me sigh deep...such beauty in spring, in the blossoms, and it surely stirs emotions...love the images and the awake spirit in this grace..

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  11. Absolutely gorgeous. I'd want to kiss it, too.

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  12. a true love poem and so fitting - Cherry bloom is here also. Love it

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  13. ahhh lovely. I feel the fresh sensuality. http://janehewey.wordpress.com/

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  14. Lovely, lovely--write love letters on my skin--what beautiful imagery!

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  15. Rebirth in more ways than one. Beautiful.

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  16. I liked this very much, its passion. I liked your final line even knowing it was Neruda before you said so. My mentor once told me "Good poets borrow, great poets steal." There is another saying,"Nothing is originsl. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination." I would have liked it even if you had not been self-conscious and explaining.>KB

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  17. Holy Moly...Spring passion perfected! Love it.

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  18. Wow, just wow. The textures, the passion. Oh, and I just love Pablo! wow, I think I need to catch my breath! Is it hot in here?

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  19. Sensuality at its best: "drink deeply
    of my fragrance, write love letters on my
    skin, naked earth-" niiiiice :)

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  20. So very lovely - like the cherry blossom which is everywhere at the moment.

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  21. What a beautiful way to take off with the lines of inspiration.

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  22. I am not a fan of Neruda. Your poem is much better...more elegant and restrained..in fact I think his last line spoils it.
    Just sayin':)
    Lovely lovely poem.

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  23. Spring fever talk and action, hmm? What a good match between you and Neruda!

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  24. I love the way you capture the tone of the of the Neruda poem. I also love the way that nature and your psyche seem to fuse and you become part of its enduring cycle. The poem has such a sweet, lovely, lyrical music.

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  25. Well this is just delicious. Happy Spring indeed!

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  26. Wow... this paints such a sensuous and beautiful moment. Happy Spring!!

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  27. The title got my attention straight away. Very intriging and warm in an enjoyable way. Excellente as always.

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  28. Your poem is so sensuous. :-)

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  29. Love those beautiful pink petals and your words are soft and gentle and very sensuous as usual! You set the scene so beautifully here.

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  30. Such passion in this. I love your inspiration, your adaptation!

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  31. Good take on the inspiration ... I loved how you adapted it to fit your style ... beautiful !!!

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  32. "I want to do with you what spring does with cherry trees......." Wonderful line.... Pablo could certainly find them and I love how you seemlessly incrporated that into desire. Though now I want a slice of cherry pie. Or to be young again so I could sit in her branches and just feast on her fruit as I often did as a child.... Nice poem...

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  33. Wonderful! I especially loved "my hair among the leaves, steeped
    of sun and morning dew drops"

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  34. How can you not read a poem with a title like that - and it doesn't disappoint.

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  35. Melting my walls into a cup.... Just lovely.

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  36. Gorgeous and lilting, Grace.

    Pamela

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  37. Incredibly sensual poem powerful images.

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  38. This is beautiful:

    not one blushing petal nor small bud
    but a thousand pink-gaping pearls blooming

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  39. This is beautiful. I love it!

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  40. Wonderful ... the end a delightful surprize.

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