Ashen

A labor of love to heal the bruising...

Ashen...By Sami Khalil

Healing the bruising...

The Poem:

I planted you,

In the legacy of bruised skies,

In the further callings of noted flowers as colors escape orphanages

And yield to the roots of spring conscience.

I planted you,

Naked with bed full apologies,

Of ceaseless moons with pity on prisoners, who survive daily devotions, wearing the shadows of absence.

I planted you,

In the rebirth of wilted petals,

Who survive in distant valleys, attached to indecision of the hearts,

Footsteps away from light in the broad fields of death.  

I planted you,

In my intimate words of wedded vocabulary,

Around soft edges of intuitions where our critics below are confused,

Spinning in a state of head spin.

I planted you,

In the misreading of ashen rituals,

As white temples, churches and mosques stand as living archives to almost divinity, in unison of a lost sermon.

Reviews

[Steven]

i feel bad for the ones not realizing the metaphoric fork in the road. whoever says better things than the truth is always the most dangerous. the fact shes able to live at all in the dystopian present is always the most impactful. im curious about the one causing the circumstances... its like you took on the persona with the picture choice. a well themed work. i hope im not way off here.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! You are astute my friend. If you love someone, you want the best for them. You plant roses and good things; you apologize if you have done them wrong; you build bridges and not burn them. Love is a labor of hard callings; hardly effortless. Million thank yous for sharing with us.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Sami, I love the pic you used for this piece! Your poetic words flowed so smoothly and leaves your readers with remarkable thoughts of hope and meaning!

[Sami Khalil]

Howdy Kathy! Thank you so much for airing this treasure from the treasure trove of olden days. So glad you liked it.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

My pleasure!

[Sami Khalil]

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[Kathy Van Kurin]

'Ashen'
Sami,
Found myself studying at length the painting with a young lady sleeping on a beach, turtle looking on as she sleeps. A hat to protect her hair hair and skin, then what really caught me was the shells as if these were gifts to her heart, wishes. The title is telling I suppose. This poem reads to me as how humanity searches for meaning. Just as the shells they are winsome and lovely but inanimate but they are a keepsake of a special occasion. so our lives full of hits and misses, trial and error. The sweetness is in the effort, the search for meaning.
Kathy

[Sami Khalil]

Mama Mia! I love it! You are so thoughtful and generous in your wonderful reviews. I'm glad you uncovered this poem from times past. I like to reconnect with my long forgotten ones. It brings a smile to faces, warmth to hearts. All part and parcel of what we go through as you state marvelously. Thank you so much Kathy.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Thanks Sami,
Your motivational gift of expression just shone with this piece. I suppose that death is in so many experiences which pass and fade. The mind-soul-heart then keeps searching until it finds true home.
Kathy

[Sami Khalil]

All true and well said. Thank you kindly for all.

[lightsong]

THIS most be my most favorite from You! how divinely You've painted Love... in it's ultimate, timeless shape and existence, Your poem has this feeling which the classical poems have, and add more alluring power to it, it feels timeless, Your language feels timeless, it's like it was there in those ancient times, and it's here now, I adore this masterpiece! Thank You dear Sami*

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! I can't thank you enough beloved poet and friend for this marvelous review and kindness. It is an honor indeed. I just translated it to Arabic so my sister can post on her Facebook page in the Middle East. It reads so good also in other languages. God bless.

[lightsong]

would like to read it in Arabic too, can You message me with it? or maybe You can put it under the English one here so everyone enjoys the look of our language?
and of course You are welcome dear Sami, You deserve it :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Sami... G-d has once again planted us in a place where we can grow like morning glories on vines of kindness and new birth. Your poetry is timeless and visionary imprints of endless beauty. truly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! What a beautiful certificate of timeless appreciation. You bring words from the dead and spread life to the lifeless in your poetry. Thank you so much for all.
I forgot I have this beautiful poem...lol

[Jimmy Yetts]

Implied hope and eloquent elegance mark this piece.
Qualifies as the purest example of a truly illuminating "daily devotional."
Soars rarefied air, Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Thank you so much Jimmy Yetts for this amazing review and kind words. You soar high and above...:)........................

[W R Stowe]

To me I got a sense of the creation of the universe of all the ups and downs the creation had become

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Thank you so much beloved poet for this lovely review and kind words. Good to see you...:)......

[W R Stowe]

your quite welcome

[Sami Khalil]

:).............