Hi all, hope you’re having a great weekend.
Today’s post is very much different to what you might be accustomed to on my blog, as I’ll be sharing with you a poem I wrote recently.
Poetic language is an art that is dear to my heart – the ability to communicate a tale providing as much information as desired, whilst leaving room for ambiguity. In my case, lots of ambiguity and the need to decipher what exactly is being communicated.
With regards to the outfit, I employed the floral Parisian look coupled with the off-shoulder trend.
Here we go!
Dress: Miss Selfridge | Shoes: New Look (Old) | Flowers: Local florist
Potentiality That Is
Absconding that which stood right by me
Even for a split second I failed to realise
Realise impossibly the possibility of that which could be possible
Maybe for once I refuse to acknowledge
Acknowledge one that breathed right by me
Touches, feelings, impeccably dismissed
Dismissed without a shadow of doubt
Realisation of the potentiality that is – you – could be
Efforts to put into perspective what is, deemed preposterous
Much so now, seems superfluous
Seeking to redeem myself
Redeem myself from this afire love
Several contemplations, thoughts impossibly thought possible
Strategic occasions, needing orchestrated actions
Whilst when I was, the thought of which became unthought of
Only but realised, I myself needed to be redeemed
Unable to coagulate the potentiality that is – you – could be
Silver and gold, I may have none
But all that I am, have, my last name, I hope to give to you
In heart of hearts I find you
You, my honest indulgence
With love’s truest satisfaction
I embrace thee with redeeming adoration
Where audience may congregate
It’s only you I see
Seeing through you, my priciest possession
Guarding you with my deadliest weapon
– I am selfish for your love
The emancipation of a believer
Made the potentiality that is you – us – possible. A reality.
Hope you like the poem as much as I do. Please leave a comment below sharing what you think, and your understanding of the poem.
Be right back!
‘Darling…’ written by Funmi Alabi | Images by Jon Osibo