Sunday, November 02, 2014

no matter if it rains

The mind wanders back to a distant past as I was reading the words to this prompt.

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no matter if it rains

now this rain
seems sterile
like hypodermic needles
into my face
because it seems
to cleanse
these stinks
these grime
from the city
and the demons
that claw at me
from within.

i get off my bike
to take cover
at the bus shelter
not because
of the rain
or the wetness
or the slippery
but because i was cold
cold because
i miss you
and i feel like
and i am hoping
you will not see me
in such a sorry state
as the last lights
of the day
battles the incessant

but then
no matter if it rains
it will have to stop



Today, no matter if it rains,
It’s time to follow the path into the forest.


from "By the Same Author" by James Longenbach

I was inspired by the lines from the above poem (and some mind wanderings). This is a prompt from the Bibliomancy Oracle. It can work in aching ways.

© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2014

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Blogger Vandana Sharma said...

rain , tears go hand in hand

03 November, 2014 00:00  
Blogger Sumana Roy said...

Rain is cathartic...a lovely write Lee San :)

03 November, 2014 00:57  
Blogger TALON said...

I love how one beautiful piece inspires another. Your poem was sad, but so lovely. just makes a soul sing.

03 November, 2014 01:58  
Blogger Brian Miller said...

it will stop eventually...though in the mean time the rain will hide the tears...but i think it might take a bit to get that warmth the after....

03 November, 2014 02:28  
Blogger Nataša Dolenc said...

very sad.. it's touching. i like the part that you don't mind the rain but being cold from missing someone is something unbearable.

03 November, 2014 02:34  
Blogger rudyan said...

i know that rain, the hard cleansing properties both of nature's rains and of our own sorrow-driven tears

a strong write

03 November, 2014 04:37  
Blogger R.K. Garon said...

"Well, this is nothing new, nothing
to rattle the rafters in the noggin."

That is what I got asking Bibliomancy, thinking about you and where you are at.

I work my way up the list of Poetry Pantry hoping to find you and there you were... with another wonderful piece. Have a great week my friend and you captured my mood as I am feeling this week.
Pain and on the pity potty. :-)

03 November, 2014 04:42  
Blogger Mary said...

Yes, the rain has to stop somehow....and sometime. And would it be the worst thing if someone saw a person with tears?

03 November, 2014 05:31  
Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

Very poignant, Lee San......the rain, the cold, the memories, the missing.......yes, it all has to stop sometimes, if only for a while.

03 November, 2014 06:06  
Blogger G L Meisner said...

Yes, songs about rain and real rain seem to affect our moods being on melancholy remembrances. Well written poem very visual.

03 November, 2014 08:18  
Blogger Torie said...

Everything finds a way to stop, somehow. Very good writing dsnake1 :)

03 November, 2014 08:52  
Blogger Susan said...

Ah, a cleansing, driving rain. No wonder we seek shelter then, we who do not wish to let go.

03 November, 2014 13:55  
Blogger dsnake1 said...


it does! thanks for visiting. :)


rain can be cathartic. actually, i like the rain. :)


yes, i like how one piece leads to another. :)


it does take a bit to get the warmth back. i was recalling one bike ride i took many years back.


true, suddenly the rain doesn't matter anymore.


thank you! both have cleansing properties. :)


what type of stuff you get at the oracle? :)
i was very busy at work, getting to grips with a new software application.

i hope you are okay, my friend.


thank you! i won't know what others might say about a person with tears, but it is an interesting thought. :)


always glad to see your comment :)

G L,

true, the rain has a way with melancholy. :)


thank you!


strange, isn't it? we always tell ourselves to let go, but sometimes we have to look back. :)

03 November, 2014 20:05  
Blogger Justin Lamb said...

I like this moment even though it has a sadness to it. The description of the rain mixed with the state of longing are a good combination.

08 November, 2014 05:15  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Hi Justin,
thank you. i was concerned that the poem might fall into self-pitying territory. :)

09 November, 2014 09:45  

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