Sunday, January 4, 2009

skin .(osi)

' underneath an onion '

for love poured from a cloud's skin
souls drenched like a rainforest
wet clothes set beings afire
so green was the yellow leaf

earthy sensualities
the impulse of a caress
fondled by a gentle wave
every craving grain of sand

from behind the freckles peeked
winter suns and summer moons
each wrinkle a narrative
voicing an ode,lament,song

the mind peeled an onion *
skin after skin after skin
searching for elusive truths
existing somewhere beyond ..

/original/z.g.

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[the notion of 'peeling an onion' can be referred to-

1Sri Ramakrishna Paramhansa~Precepts (1836-1886)
2Gunter Grass's Peeling the Onion / memoir
3Ruth Gordon Peeling the Onion: An Anthology of Poems
4Peeling the Onion - Wendy Orr
5Peeling the Onion; Poems of Spiritual Awakening: George, E James
& possibly more] (-lines 3,4,7 &15-edited/april18.09 /-
-further ED - peek & peels > peeked -peeled -april19.09 )
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27 comments:

  1. SandyCarlsonJanuary 4, 2009 at 3:30 AM

    This is wonderful....Our skin tells our story, to be sure. To get through the layers, like peeling an onion, can be difficult and emotional.

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  2. MyBellaviaJanuary 4, 2009 at 8:01 AM

    There is such beauty and wisdom in your words. Thank you.

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  3. gautami tripathyJanuary 4, 2009 at 8:11 AM

    Love poured from cloud's skin..

    Awesome line..

    frenzied entropies

    And please do visit the Poetry Train being run each Monday!

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  4. Beth P.January 4, 2009 at 8:24 AM

    Hi Zoya--
    This is another beauty--

    I loved the last lines about the mind peeling like an onion...and that process is infinite.

    Thank you again--thanks too for answering my question on your last OSI entry--made me quit worrying...

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  5. Amias (ljm and liquidplastic)January 4, 2009 at 8:55 AM

    You got me loving the skin I am in ... I really like the way you peeled this.

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  6. anthonynorthJanuary 4, 2009 at 9:03 AM

    A see skin like the outer circle of a mandala, here, beginning to peel it away to find the true self.
    Beautiful and thoughtful.

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  7. spacedlawJanuary 4, 2009 at 10:27 AM

    Multi layered poem. I like it.

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  8. Sandra.ifJanuary 4, 2009 at 10:38 AM

    I love this poem!

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  9. Bruce MillerJanuary 4, 2009 at 10:47 AM

    Indra

    thumbnail's sun jewels
    jitter after each heartbeat:
    dust devils of arcs

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  10. sgreerpittJanuary 4, 2009 at 3:33 PM

    I like the various ways you've used the idea of skin, but I particularly like the lines "from behind the freckles peek
    winter suns and summer moons."

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  11. Geraldine January 4, 2009 at 4:40 PM

    Wow, impressive Zoya. Love your take on this prompt. G

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  12. PamJanuary 4, 2009 at 5:22 PM

    Wrinkles telling the story. . .wonderful. You had so many wonderful lines that I find it difficult to choose my favorite. Love the onion peeling references.

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  13. AnonymousJanuary 4, 2009 at 10:36 PM

    i like the last stanza with the onion metaphor and your corresponding description

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  14. Tumblewords:January 5, 2009 at 12:30 PM

    Life is but a bowl of onions... this is a great piece, layer after layer and lovely word after lovely word.

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  15. zoya gautamJanuary 5, 2009 at 2:32 PM

    Deborah Godin said...

    " Hi, just leaving a comment for the OSI prompt skin - you know I always enjoy what you write, but this weeks poems are just extraordinary! Lovely deep words, thank you1"
    January 4, 2009 9:41 AM

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  16. AnonymousJanuary 5, 2009 at 2:49 PM

    wonderful!

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  17. lissaJanuary 5, 2009 at 4:34 PM

    that is so beautiful, it has a peacefulness, love the first line

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  18. TeriJanuary 5, 2009 at 6:47 PM

    This is just beautiful Zoya! I have missed your wonderful words.

    Thank you for your visit. I have been missing in action and need to get back to OSI!

    Happy 2009.

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  19. DeLiJanuary 6, 2009 at 1:06 AM

    encapsulating.....skin after skin after skin!

    cheers to 2009

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  20. me ann my cameraJanuary 6, 2009 at 2:58 AM

    Love the visualness of your third stanza...
    ann

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  21. GelJanuary 6, 2009 at 3:48 AM

    Simply lovely writing- perceptive and deliciously visual

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  22. zoya gautamJanuary 7, 2009 at 1:21 PM

    ..deeply thankful to all of u..

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  23. Patois42January 7, 2009 at 3:11 PM

    What fabulous imagery.

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  24. AnonymousJanuary 7, 2009 at 3:51 PM

    there is more to peeling an onion than tears... beautiful...

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  25. JP/debJanuary 7, 2009 at 10:37 PM

    an evocative, lovely poem ... peace, JP/deb

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  26. maryt/theteachJanuary 9, 2009 at 6:02 AM

    zoya, so glad to hear from you! Happy New Year 2009! Your metaphor "like a gentle wave fondling
    every craving grain of sand/" is exquisite! I should get bak to OSI... :)

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  27. Vixen of Vixensden.comJanuary 9, 2009 at 12:43 PM

    The entire thing is fantastic, my favorite part though was "each wrinkle a narrative
    voicing an ode,lament,song"

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..namastey!~

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