In love with a poet

In love with a poet

Like stars, like comets orbiting above,
on the edge of methane and helium,
in the bliss of Jupiter’s Great Red Spot
or like fables from the past
dragging dreams, regaining consciousness,
his poetry appears unannounced, confusing me,
shamefully shading my cheeks in sanguine.
In a moment of reunion, just a smile away,
I educe (how couldn’t I?)
the nights dedicated to me, crawling desires
and candle flames enriching the air.

Those nights, so ardent once, so distant-
moments ago, dehydrated, famished
like a savage invading the breath of its prey,
those sunsets that I forgot (how could I?),
they exist like the sting of a bumble bee
guarding the honey of red clovers ,
like the simplicity in the question:
“Why did you fall in love with a poet?”.

The aftermath – so unclear, so erratic,
like the blossoms of edelweiss on Kilimanjaro’s hills
or like the waves on Dead Sea shores
struggling to cast a spell against the salt.
The answers – oh, they pierce the silence,
because in what’s written I’ve found a way
to love the Bengali monsoons and
the biting beauty of hydrogen bonds,
because in his words about storms, about
darkness and forlornness lingering with passion,
the inevitable gave me a heart …

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"Petals" by Sofie Faulkner, courtesy oraine.wordpress.com

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© 2011  Broken Sparkles

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24 Responses to “In love with a poet”

  1. The Old Raven Says:

    Rich with color and feeling. Beautiful.

  2. Victoria Says:

    Blaga, exquisite imagery. Your ability to involve sensory descriptions makes this poem jump off the page. Dangerous to love a poet…we feel too much.

  3. Eclipse Says:

    An extraordinary piece of art Blaga! I’m out of words….

  4. brian Says:

    the inevitable gave me heart…ha….this is a lovely poem…and yes it is dangerous to love the poet…smiles…but can be a whole lot of fun as well…

  5. siubhan Says:

    some AMAZING lines here, blaga; love
    “the biting beauty of hydrogen bonds”
    and
    “his poetry appears unannounced, confusing me,
    shamefully shading my cheeks in sanguine.”…

    you sure can paint a spell with words.

  6. Jamie Dedes Says:

    The mix of terms – science and nature – paints vivid images and enlivens the imagination. Beautifully done. Elegiac.

    Hope all is well there. I’m chest-high in my new novel. Am totally engrossed. Hope to meet the goal by 11/30! Phew!

    Be well, dear Blaga. Keep the beautiful poems coming.

    Peace and Hugs,
    Jamie

  7. Pat Hatt Says:

    Can be quite the challenge indeed, but tons of fun too, wonderful verse.

  8. claudia Says:

    oh this is very nice…think being in love with a poet has advantages and disadvantages… but these lines make me fly..
    The answers – oh, they pierce the silence,
    because in what’s written I’ve found a way
    to love the Bengali monsoons and
    the biting beauty of hydrogen bonds,
    because in his words about storms, about
    darkness and forlornness lingering with passion,
    the inevitable gave me a heart …

  9. hedgewitch Says:

    Excellent all through but the last stanza especially strong–sometimes I think we poets denude the emotions (of ourselves and others) for our fuel, suck everything out of an event or feeling–here you’re much kinder, implying we create more than we destroy. And your words are persuasive and lovely. Lovely poem.

  10. carpetbeater Says:

    was the last verse necesssary?

    • Broken Sparkles Says:

      Well, the fact that I included it in the post means that I like it with the last verse … But then, I have no idea about poetry, I’m just scribbling … the experts know better and I’m not one of them…

  11. dontchawannadream Says:

    Really beautiful. You’re very talented. Gonna read it once again :)

  12. Shashi (@VerseEveryDay) Says:

    Dear Broken sparkles.. (What a lovely signature)

    Very beautiful words… and yes sometimes its hard to love some one who has to go and write all over about it… but then you answered it yourself that “The answers – oh, they pierce the silence,” how true…

    Your words took me to many different planes .. (not to mentions – to Kolkata India) and each one was vivid in your just few words… lovely verse… I enjoyed it. thanks for sharing..

    Shashi
    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/11/whispers-tears-in-rain.html

  13. dragonkatet Says:

    Oh, Blaga, your words are always so full of those emotions which are hard to explain and capture! You do such a great job of it, my friend. I read your words and ache from the experience, wanting to hug you and tell you it will all be okay. Love is beautiful, but oh, does it hurt worse than anything, at times. It is folly to fall in love with a poet, in my opinion…kind of like falling in love with an actor… in both cases the ego is so big it becomes hard to know what is “real” and what is just “for show”…does that even make sense? Anyway, this was very, very good.

  14. Androgoth Says:

    I have really enjoyed reading this one Broken Sparkles, indeed you have a
    marvellously crafted poem of sweetly moments here that I applaud you for
    your style and of course, your brilliance…

    Have a lovely rest of weekend :)

    Androgoth XXx

  15. wordsfallfrommyeyes Says:

    You’ve got a beautifully coloured page. When I clicked on it, I felt peace – I seriously did.

    A lovely poem. Loved the picture too. Ah love, the centre of many a poem. :)

  16. Tom Baker Says:

    Blaga this is a very powerful poetic journey. I think it is my favorite of all the ones I have read. The photo is perfect with it. Shockingly perfect.

  17. David Francis Barker Says:

    gorgeous! by the time you mentioned ‘kilimanjaro’ i was there with you – trading thoughts with Hemingway…

  18. darkangelwrites Says:

    How can one “not” love a poet? I fall for them several times a day especially on tuesdays. :) I especially liked this part,
    “like a savage invading the breath of its prey,
    those sunsets that I forgot (how could I?),
    they exist like the sting of a bumble bee
    guarding the honey of red clovers”

  19. Jamie Dedes Says:

    Thinking of you …
    Be well …

  20. Luke Prater Says:

    The aftermath – so unclear, so erratic,
    like the blossoms of edelweiss on Kilimanjaro’s hills >>wonderful couplet here

    deeply romantic as ever, Blaga

  21. Androgoth Says:

    Have a wonderful weekend Broken Sparkles :)

    Androgoth XXx

  22. deadpoet88 Says:

    Such a wonderful poem! You really evoke deep feelings in one’s soul. I don’t know why but your words here made me feel kind of like crying, very deep and meaningful words. You’ve got a wonderful way of playing with imagery, I really think someday you should try to get published. :)

  23. Subhan Zein Says:

    Great poem! And yes, I do want to fall in love with a poet! :-)

    Kind regards,

    Subhan Zein


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