the fountain
life keeps raining down around me
even as i close my eyes in a vain attempt to hide
even as i refuse to see anything but beautiful
even as i say goodbye and goodbye and goodbye
and i listen to the music of the weather you
bring to me in a jar the color of sea
i listen to spring creeping in just beneath
winter’s worn grey tattered dress
i listen to the sound of
………….another year dying
………….another heart trying
………….another eye crying
my palms turned upward to catch diamond drops
………….and bits of glitter that will leave with the sun
there is more light than you can see
………….more hope than you can harness
………….more time than you can shelter
and there is less of you
………………..less of me
………………………….less of yesterday
in this puddle building up around my ankles
….this ocean of silence that roars in my ears
….this river that runs straight to the cave of your heart
….this avalanche that keeps raining down
……………………………..raining
………………………down
…………………around
……………………………..me
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February 12th, 2013 at 8:31 am
Beautifully vivid, Kelly. I especially like:
and i listen to the music of the weather you
bring to me in a jar the color of sea
&
my palms turned upward to catch diamond drops
………….and bits of glitter that will leave with the sun
February 12th, 2013 at 8:37 am
wow…evocative…and a bit magical as well…love the jar brought early on…the change in seasons….we know new life is coming and in that there must come a dying as well…there is more light than you can see is reassuring…smiles…
February 12th, 2013 at 9:06 am
so very much a shared window view….
February 12th, 2013 at 9:30 am
LOVE REIGN OVER ME… THANX 4 THE TRIBUTE!
February 12th, 2013 at 11:39 am
Wow, Kelly. This one caused a lump to form in my throat. Made me feel so emotional. Powerful stuff.
February 12th, 2013 at 11:52 am
spring creeping in just beneath winter’s worn grey tattered dress. So nice.
February 12th, 2013 at 1:27 pm
you
bring to me in a jar the color of sea…just LOVE that…what a wonderful image…love how that colors literally trickle out of the jar and how the mood changes…
February 12th, 2013 at 2:00 pm
Such a beautiful write. Your work always speaks to my heart
February 12th, 2013 at 2:25 pm
Love the jar the color of the sea..and love this…in this puddle building up around my ankles
….this ocean of silence that roars in my ears
….this river that runs straight to the cave of your heart….BEAUTIFUL!
February 12th, 2013 at 3:07 pm
Great imagery at play at your bay and yeah it will keep on coming, whether we like it or not.
February 12th, 2013 at 3:19 pm
bright and beautiful and wet. i love especially your last eight lines. exquisite imagery.
February 12th, 2013 at 3:26 pm
absolutely beautiful….you never fail to amaze me..
February 12th, 2013 at 3:34 pm
Very tender and evocative piece Mrs M – liking particularly the notion of Spring creeping in beneath Winters dress and the less of me, less of you idea. Glad I visited…. Regards Scott http://www.scotthastie.com
February 12th, 2013 at 3:35 pm
Very song-like. I could almost hear a tune softly in the air as I read. Going to read and play that song again now. 🙂
February 12th, 2013 at 3:49 pm
There’s such a rush of emotions in this poem. It’s truly beautiful.
February 12th, 2013 at 3:59 pm
Wonderful…I love ‘in this puddle…” and from then on through your close especially.
February 12th, 2013 at 4:54 pm
This strikes a hundred sharp blows at my heart–eloquent and full of hidden beauty. One of my all time favorites of yours.
February 12th, 2013 at 5:20 pm
“Life keeps raining down around me.” Great opening line! Caught my attention right off the bat.
February 12th, 2013 at 6:27 pm
This could be the latest chapter of my life… so many feeling being stirred around with this one!
February 12th, 2013 at 6:51 pm
I love the jar brining in the color of the sea. Here the sea is so clean and looks like a jar filled with water. This is very powerful and I like the opening how it is raining down on you. Here is my entry for this week if you have time to stop by. http://gatelesspassage.com/2013/02/04/mothers-love/
February 12th, 2013 at 7:20 pm
I could hear, feel and smell the power of your rain. I often wished I could capture a moment in a jar. Excellente presentation, form and sound.
February 12th, 2013 at 7:42 pm
touched and felt
so much in this entry
so much
sending love.
February 12th, 2013 at 7:56 pm
Gorgeous imagery.
February 12th, 2013 at 8:09 pm
Especially liked
there is more light than you can see
………….more hope than you can harness
………….more time than you can shelter
But I did regret that you were just standing in a puddle (snow melt?) and then the avalanche!
February 12th, 2013 at 8:29 pm
Just beautiful…my favorite words:
“there is more light than you can see.
more hope than you can harness
more time than you can shelter”
This poem contains a gamut of emotions. At first I couldn’t decide whether to feel happy or sad….ended up on the happy end!
February 12th, 2013 at 9:21 pm
Lovely lines Kelly specially these:
this ocean of silence that roars in my ears
….this river that runs straight to the cave of your heart
A pleasure to read ~
February 12th, 2013 at 9:24 pm
“and there is less of you
………………..less of me
………………………….less of yesterday
in this puddle building up around my ankles
And still time moves on. Such a beautiful capture. Well penned.
February 12th, 2013 at 10:17 pm
you draw your poem with beautiful things, it has an undertow, but there is a celebration of life. great poem.
February 12th, 2013 at 11:32 pm
the eternal spring, perpetually flowing . . . occasionally frosting over but ever ready to thaw . . . but as per . . . my heart ends up, beaten on the floor 🙁 . . . fish in the sea: always angling for more 🙂
February 12th, 2013 at 11:53 pm
Those words sing to my heart even with the rain.
February 13th, 2013 at 12:11 am
You sing an eloquent song to and from the heart, one that resonates and resounds with palpable grace. Magical, Pegasus is all a purple over it :).
February 13th, 2013 at 2:41 am
beautiful
February 13th, 2013 at 4:46 am
Powerful words, vivid images…
February 13th, 2013 at 10:11 am
“Music of the weather.” That’s incredibly beautiful.
February 13th, 2013 at 1:55 pm
Like Laurie, I love Stanza II, and the whole poem is a sonata, very musical, lyrical, touching each of us in unique places & ways; filled with such hope; loved it, Kelly.
February 13th, 2013 at 5:28 pm
Sorrowful in a way yet there is tomorrow. Beautifully written and presented
February 13th, 2013 at 8:25 pm
This was such a good read. I enjoyed the glimpse of your view of life and nature.
February 13th, 2013 at 11:52 pm
So beautiful and wistful!
February 14th, 2013 at 2:13 pm
puddle building up around the ankles — now that is cold, cold, cold
Initiated Kiss