The First Stirrings

The First Stirrings                 Sami Khalil

An English sonnet

 

The first stirrings were a mothers’ own love

The spark of life given in children’s hearts

Preceded by a gentle promise from above

Sanguine of red faces scouted in arts.

 

The second stirrings were that of learning

Setting the sights and all senses head on

Disavowing notions of tired yearning

To know of self and how the world is done.

 

The third stirrings were Valentines’ romance

 A blithe spirit and varied hot passions

Robust singing of forest walks and chance

Colors, aromas gather without sanctions.

 

The fourth stirrings were that of own death

Land grabbing bodies in sickness or health.

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

Such profoundly beautiful, powerful words... a journey of sorts across time... across a life. These stirrings are so like a song.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! Coming from you is an honor sir. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and blessings with us. Take care.

[An owl on the moon]

It is my pure joy to be here with you all!

[Sami Khalil]

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[Inkspire]

Great.
It captures the life from birth to death beautifully.

[Costa Siwale]

I love how you capture the stages of life through the metaphor of stirrings; from a mother's love to learning, to romance, and eventually death. Well written

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! Thank you so much for your share and kind response. Glad you can relate.

[Dylan Macadham]

Ah, yes, the Cycle of Life, so beautifully written!

[Amy R]

Life cycle, very brilliant poem, very TRUE to.
-Amy

[Sami Khalil]

Wowzy woo
Thank you so much for your vote and visit. You are appreciated.

[Amy R]

You're welcome!! :))

[Sami Khalil]

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[Arundass TP]

It's really a poem carved out of developmental psychology, which is stirred with intense feelings of life which is concrete. Excellent and great poem.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! Coming from you is an honor. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and blessings with us.
Keep up your excellent works.

[Arundass TP]

Welcome friend 😊

[Sami Khalil]

Yes siiiirrrrr. Any time .

[Dorian]

It's a strong poem about having different teachers at different turning points in life. Well said

[Sami Khalil]

I do agree wholeheartedly. Thank you so much Dorian for your time and effort.

[andrew mitchell]

Yes the stages are just like classical music Sami. It’s hard to believe in two more generations we will be forgotten and in 2600 the world may not exist as we know it. Stephen Hawkings said if the world population grows at this exponential rate by 2600 we will be standing shoulder to shoulder. Nice write Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! Did not know that. He is brilliant. Thank you so much dear poet and friend for this wonderful review and special thoughts.

[Lydia Shutter]

The circle of life and love. We all take the trip, don't we? Excellent sonnet, Sami. Lydi**

[Sami Khalil]

We sure do. Thank you so much for your thoughts and blessings on this visit. You are appreciated.

[Titilayo Sarah Eguridu]

This piece captures the phrase “life is in phases” beautifully.
Indeed the first stirrings are from the nurturing womb of the mother…
“ The sanguine red faces scouted in arts” is a beautiful way to mirror the boisterousness that we graduate into as we discover life.
The transition into the next phase is seamlessly executed.
This sonnet is getting an eternal book mark from me.
I love it.
Thank you Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! Thank you, so much dear poet and friend, for this wonderful review and liking. An honor indeed.

[Titilayo Sarah Eguridu]

You’re welcome dear friend.