Wednesday, 9 May 2018



I have bled out,
arid I am.

I yearn for you,
quench my thirst,
quench my thirst.  

Let me drink of your body,
drink ‘til I’m full,
fill me up; fill me up,
rush headlong,
rush blood–red,
sear through my veins.

Fill me up,
fill me up -
you are my water,
I am your cup.
I’m so empty,
empty, I’m empty
just waiting
for you.

Anna :o]

Sumana at Poets United has us writing of Water and perhaps I have gone off on a tangent…  Cheers for the inspiration Sumana!

Image:  Courtesy of Pexals.


Robert Bourne said...

there is a great sense of longing through out this... almost a sadness it seems...well penned

Susan said...

I think it is the water who thirsts for a partnership with us, one offered and offered, but on a large scale, still refused. A potent lament!

Sherry Marr said...

"You are my water, I am your cup". How sweet, and even sweeter when the cup is full. Smiles.

gillena cox said...

Yes the longing is endearing. Wishing you your cup filled

Thanks for dropping by my blog today Anna


Sara McNulty said...

Such yearning in this, Anna. May your cup stay filled.

kaykuala said...

I see elements of verbing here, anna! It is a good form giving the take a professional touch!


rallentanda said...

Longing is bitter sweet.Passionate poem.

Old Egg said...

Thankyou for veering off to take you own course in this matter. We should love water in the same way to prevent its exploitation.

Sumana Roy said...

Such great thirst, yearning! You've taken the theme to another level Anna. Thank you, thank you :)

Thotpurge said...

That feeling of emptiness and being drained ...just filled with yearning..beautiful Anna!

annell said...

You did a great job! I love this poem.

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

The thirsty yearning in this poem is palpable.

sreeja harikrishnan said...

So intense longing...beautiful!

Magaly Guerrero said...

The yearning is in the flesh and bones... it bleeds through the screen.

kaykuala said...

I’m empty
just waiting
for you

Such longings for a loved one will come to fruition sooner or later. It normally works that way!


Jenny Woolf said...

Fantastic. I think we have all felt like that sometimes.