Neruda’s Lips
I have flayed your body
with my tongue of fire,
suckled your youthful breasts
with lust and desire,
eaten your musky whispers
with the deadliest of sins,
and all the common words of my peasant’s pen.
You are the poetry of my land,
the dark earth of my heart,
as the mountain of my dreams
come alive in your warm lips,
and smile.
redzone 2.19.23
This poem beautifully channels Neruda’s sensual spirit. The union of passion, earth, and language. The imagery feels both intimate and elemental, echoing the way Neruda made love and nature inseparable.
It’s a stirring tribute that captures his essence…beautifully penned.
Neruda’s love sonnets are some of the best poetry ever written (IMHO). And yes, exactly, love and nature are inseparable, flowing in and around each other. Thank you, RomaJ for your lovely and muchly appreciated comment and visit. You are always welcome to walk through my poetry.
This has so much passion in this. I agree with Romaj beautifully penned.
Hi Fia, so happy you felt the passion. Thank you!
I adore this, the sensuality wrapping around my senses like a private whisper.
Brava.
It was/is my pleasure to “whisper” and a big Thank You to the Roman Goddess, daughter of Cupid and Psyche. It’s not often I get a comment from royalty. Not sure I am worthy, but it is appreciated muchly.
My pleasure to read you, friend. Truly.
When I was here last another friend, Backdeckbenny had me read one of Nerudas sonnets while I had laryngitis. Then of course, I had to do it my way. Maybe I’ll post it.
Yes, please post it. I would love to read what, how you see Neruda’s love sonnets.
Damn!
Excellent! You had me at “flayed”. What a vivid, well placed word.
I love that word (flayed). It felt and sounded right to use it in this poem. Thanks for your observation and for the fine comment.
You turned the poem into something else with this, “and all the common words of my peasant’s pen.” Following the next verse, IF you didn’t brilliantly did this, it would have been just a strong sensual poem, but with how amazingly You brought a higher level with the last two line of verse one, then the gorgeous verse two, is what makes the poem very special to me, exploring and expressing a deeper connection. I believe Pablo would admire this🤍
One of the things I love about Neruda’s poetry is his use of everyday words. With them, he word paints images, metaphors and a feeling of LIFE that exists and surrounds us with HOPE.
Light, thank you so much for your insight and understanding of what I wanted (no, needed) to express. If Neruda were still alive, I think I would be tempted to send this poem to him.
You are most welcome my friend🌸 and consider your poem sent, his soul is still out there, just call Him 😊