Thursday 30 May 2013

Ripe as scarlet



the morning is a faded water-
          color, silent as ivory   

keys,  we swim into    
          until we tasted undercurrents 

ripe as scarlet verses,  sliding

          exquisitely down our bellies-   

the tides peel our skin 
          moist as tenderness-

no word is colorless 

          in your eyes, cadence is you

kissing me slowly, like Sun-

          day morning,  the sweetest candle-

slide your hands beneath me ,  

          liquid is sky,   everything is a seed-

this is how we make 

         our memory

in river’s aria,

         jettisoning into the wild cosmos, the rush 

cradling us - 

        a birthing, or a dying of familiar things -     

but oh, don't let me forget

        this moment -






Posted for D'verse Poets PubPutting synesthesia in PoetryThere is a neurological condition called synesthesia in which the patient confuses sensation. For example, he may taste a fragrance, or hear a flower. Have you ever touched a rainbow or seen a toccata?  In poetry, synesthesia refers specifically to figurative language that includes a mixing of senses.

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64 comments:

  1. no word is colorless...smiles...true that...i like the verse sliding down...and the seed and making memory...ha...that is my fav part...jettison into the cosmos...very cool...

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    1. Thank you Brian ~ This was challenging to do ~

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  2. A wonderful and sexy mix of the senses, Grace!

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  3. A moment that would surely be hard to forget, even for this pet haha

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  4. ah this is beautifully sensual..everything's a seed..no word is colorless
    in your eyes...cadence is you..beautiful grace

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  5. mmmmm. river's aria/jettisoning into the wild cosmos. so effective.

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  6. Every line an exquisite gem of synesthesia. silent as ivory... and as usually with that sensual touch.

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    1. Thank you Bjorn ~ I told you this took the whole day ~

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  7. Grace, you use each word and phrase as the beauty it deserves to be. Lovely and loving poem.

    Pamela

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  8. This one contains the heat, Grace, finding the exquisite explosion of the senses, elevating the merely sensual into a stratosphere of esthetics, and making us dig it as we tingle along with you, and are grateful for the water's coolness to dampen our eros.

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    1. Your comments are poetic themselves ~ Thank you Glenn ~

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  9. morning is a faded water... such lovely line, Grace!

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  10. Associating the colour scarlet with ripeness is just amazing Heaven, you have such a luxurious way with words, absolutely love it.

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  11. I love what you've done with this prompt. Mixing up the senses does a lot for sensual, erotic poetry and you excel.

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    1. Thank you Victoria for another poetry challenge ~ I should use this process more consciously in the future ~

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  12. You made "tasting the rainbow" so steamy and sensual, overflowing with synesthesia, I love it !!!

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    1. Thank you Randy ~ I enjoyed thinking out of the box ~

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  13. I love how this private memory almost has its own private language and metaphor. Wow-ee this was good.

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  14. I definitely won't forget you in this moment. Nature interlinks with humanity, becoming one again. Brilliant.

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  15. oh, i just love the morning as a faded water, scarlet verses and river's aria......exceptionally beautiful and sensual, this.

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    1. Coming from you, this is lovely ~ Thank you ~

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  16. Grace, if i could drink your words, i'd order the full bottle. every word a cherished sip.
    breathtakingly beautiful.

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    1. Thank you kindly Miriam ~ I am glad you like the final post ~

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  17. Loved the ending which begs not to ever end in thoughts.

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  18. O! With this poem surviving,none of us will ever forget. Perfect!

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  19. "no word is colorless in your eyes..." Fantastic! Love it. :)

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  20. i like how you broke up the ivory keys, so you have the sound, and then the keys, like in Florida that you swim in

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  21. stunning and sensual. easy to get lose in this. I also enjoyed the visual appearance of the staggered lines.

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  22. I love this:
    "no word is colorless
    in your eyes"

    "kissing me slowly, like Sun-" ... great line break

    Gorgeous:
    "slide your hands beneath me ,
    liquid is sky"

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  23. I can't choose a favorite line or verse or phrase. This is absolutement stunning. Excellent write and beautiful, sensuous imagery. -Mike

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  24. you would drain color from this world
    and refill it with your words

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  25. "no word is colorless"

    I love that!

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  26. so sensual...every word moves...loved it!

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  27. i loved 'no word is colorless' and 'ripe as scarlet verses'
    beautiful

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  28. ...Grace, your end is a winner... i think i can never write an intimate poem as beautiful as yours... it is your genre... your comfort zone... and i adore you for that ability... this is my fave part:

    slide your hands beneath me ,
    liquid is sky, everything is a seed-

    this is how we make
    our memory

    in river’s aria,
    jettisoning into the wild cosmos, the rush

    cradling us -
    a birthing, or a dying of familiar things -

    but oh, don't let me forget
    this moment..

    ...smiles...

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  29. A very tender description right from the title of the poem!

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  30. Sensual and exciting. Lovely work.

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  31. I adored this one! I have tasted color, my dear!! Have a beautiful weekend =)

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  32. The sensualness of this goes well with the prompt. And can we ever tire of trying to explain this experience of love?

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  33. Grace, a sensual beauty - love the quiet cadence of your words- just lovely. K

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  34. Love what you did Heaven. A very sensual piece... Learned something new today.. :)

    peace and love
    1ManView

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  35. Love it!! Okay the very beginning with ivory as silent and morning a faded watercolor, that is so precious. Beginnings are so precious! And remembering the moment is a fantastic ending as that is what we are left with. Incredible, I picked a good day to check back on the d-verse poets pub. Thanks.

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  36. "undercurrents

    ripe as scarlet verses,"

    many possible interpretations of those four words. Beautiful piece, Grace.

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  37. Oh Grace - this is just fabulous!

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  38. Hey grace-- this is very sensual but also very light and fun. The mixing up o the senses is quite playful. I especially liked the lines re cadence and slow kisses and ivory keys. This is Karin by the way of Manicddaily. Google I going to make me use an old google account. K.

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  39. This is amazing on every level. I hope you have a great weekend Grace!

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  40. This drenches the senses with a flood of wonderful imagery Grace.

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  41. the tides peel our skin
    moist as tenderness-
    Grace,
    You've become a number one poetess... I am just amazed at how you pick those pieces of time material and create such beauty.
    delicious work
    THANKS

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  42. "don't let me forget / this moment -": I love the ending. Your poem flows so well, with all these unexpected compound words at the edges... Well done!

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  43. This is so precious....so lovely! Oliana

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