Simple Reverie

by nouriguess   Feb 29, 2012


I will lay you;
a wounded gazelle
among the drizzle of my
daydream, nuzzling
in a hazel sun. I will lay you
a puzzle between the toughened
lines of my broken pencils
and the dazzling colors of a morning
trilled and shrill-
dripping, dropping, tripping
slipping along my hips
and fizzling with the sound
of a moonlight skiing
in a barbaric hunger
over my windowsill
with its grizzled glitter
muzzled and still
between my lips

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  • 12 years ago

    by Lonely Rider

    Zzzzzzz :D I just loved it ... cleverly written. Enjoyed how the words flowed smoothly from one verse to another :) beautiful write.

  • 12 years ago

    by Decayed

    I had my eyes on this three days ago, through my phone, and now finally, I can comment.

    This is superb, by all means. I even can't get this idea from my head, that it's the best thing you've ever written yet.. even better than the one about you in the mirror (the Winning one).
    Anyway, here are my thoughts:

    I will lay you;

    ^ I love the light sounds of the three 'l's followed by 'you'. It is so soft.

    a wounded gazelle

    ^ a wounded gazelle... this reminds me of a very old story we've read in the 5th or 6th grade, in Arabic, I don't remember. And just the scene of this wounded gazelle gives me chills. I can imagine the innocence of this gazelle, (oh, and by the way, I love the sound and the echo it makes)... bleeding.. tearing... it just crumples my heart.

    among the drizzle of my
    daydream, nuzzling
    in a hazel sun. I will lay you
    a puzzle...........

    ^ The ZZZZZZZZZZ makes me smile. Drizzle and Nuzzle are just bold words, they make bold sounds in my head, but you succeeded in decreasing their effect with a z-containing beautiful word: hazel.

    And I like the idea that it's just a daydream.

    .....between the toughened
    lines of my broken pencils

    ^ that's beautiful, you know. it's like you're trying to draw him.. but you can't.

    dripping, dropping, tripping
    slipping along my hips

    ^ Amazing alliteration. I can imagine the gazelle between your legs.

    and fizzling with the sound
    of a moonlight skiing
    in a barbaric hunger
    over my windowsill
    with its grizzled glitter
    muzzled and still
    between my lips.

    ^^ I can't say anything more than Fabulous; maybe you have so many concealed messages you're trying to convey; I can understand some... but I love that I can only try to understand the others by doodling in my brain.

    --- Amazing piece. Totally love it!

  • 12 years ago

    by Lifeless Doll

    Lovely Poem :)

  • 12 years ago

    by Marvellous

    I'm yet to learn true..perhaps, for my restive know-how.. I wish i had rightly judged, still. But i like this, too! Keep the thrill on!

  • 12 years ago

    by L

    Very well written Noura.

    An interesting read.