"A Series Of Thoughts - Rain Is A State Of Mind..." Poem

"What is and isn't"

"A Series Of Thoughts..."  continues on and on.  Minds are like that, flowing and meandering whimsically and then raging as the WORLD just FLOODS in - then out.  Its sunny and the wind is whispering - clouds shimmering... and the mind is crying to come out and play.

Rain is a state of mind... hmmm.  Seems we often think in terms that seperate and hide us from view. 

"Rain Is A State Of Mind..."

Rain is a state of mind -
mine, yours, anyone's,
everyone's.
We carry our selves
everywhere -
and try so hard to live within
the 'borders' of
our allusions and illusions.

But the 'borders' have changed -
they, like we, are so very, very shattered!

The world is NOT a little place; but, no PLACE is suddenly more than a heartbleat away.  Within your LIFE - every WHERE is within your sight - not within an instant physical touch... but within your sight, within your hearing,
within your - reach.

You can see and hear
and GOD - be touched, without being - touched.
You can be in your sanctum -
the one place that has FOREVER been yours - alone ~
- your 'closet', castle keep, bed... your PLACE.
Even -
A kitchen table at 3AM after all your 'tears'
  have finally stopped falling or maybe you just
  woke and need to cry, want to be anything and anywhere
  but right here and right now
  anditsallclosingintightandnowhereelsetobe
AND SUDDENLY
you HAVE some one else that is
RIGHT
WHERE
you are...

...hello...

I think its hardest realizing
we were settled for...
even if WE settled ourselves -
no one really wants to believe
it happened TO them.

     How long do YOU wait
     to love before you don't wait anymore?

"Love WILL come" -
"...it will grow" -
I OR YOU
can and "WILL learn to love"
me or you... eventually,
if given the time...
remember hearing that and those?

There is compassion,
desire, want, caring, LUST,
a whole society promulgated,
studied-and-approved LIST
-  of ways to be WITH others.
And we carry the list into our lives
as the frame for how to survive.

--- and then you FEEL... something ---

And what about when you ARE in-love
- who self-sacrifices themselves
after knowing all their lives
ALL
their
lives -
that there is no such thing as storybook Love!!
There is Lust and heat.
There is understanding.
There isn't 'completeness' or
another "half" awaiting discovery...
'til rather suddenly their
- IS.

The shock of being in-love
and knowing it -
with someone who 'settled'
AND was in turn 'settled-for'...

Being the "other"
- man or woman
or is it always to be
- just another man or woman?
There IS a lot of Rain
inside
and behind-so-many-eyes.

Life can be such melancholy mysts.

Chris

Author's Note

A member of- Saturday - "Once Upon A Time..."
The THEIR in "'til rather suddenly their - IS." is MEANT for being POSSESSIVE as in Their other "half", Their "Completeness" - just so ya know

Reviews

[roarke]

the within and without.... working it through the changes, a life's pursuit, quietly or loud, passive or aggressive. Even feeling pain is better than feeling numb. Pain is motivating, stimulating, inspiring. Numbness is deadened, frozen, unchanging sameness.
We have to understand life, the way it is shown to us, and understand we won't always like it or agree with it, hardly agree with it.
This write also makes me think about the path, the journey, not the destination. The living has no prescribed destination, there is no definitive definition of completed-ness.... that's the spark, the essence of life, it's pure energy. Powerful stuff Chris, must have been one hellava cup of java.

[penless writer]

If stephen king writes poetry (I am not sure he doesn't), it would be something like this.
This poem has a flavor I always longed to taste.

[Beth Winter]

What is different about the message form that I can't type in it on my phone? I use my phone a lot for internet access. I did get it to type but without caps, punctuation or spaces. It came out like this: hichrisiamatthepartypassingtimewhilethe burgersarecookingoncetheyaredoneiwillstuffmyface

[Beth Winter]

You can delete this, but comments are the only things I can type in while on my phone, not messages. I am waiting for the burgers. Once the burgers are ready, I will be offline.

[anne p. murray- LadeeAn..]

Life can certainly be a mystery. A virtual renaissance and coagulation of memories, thoughts, desires, heartaches and dreams

[Teri B]

"Life can be such melancholy mysts."

You sho nuff gits me, Chris! *sad smile*

[J. J. Nightingale]

Sometimes we can't hear that .. hello.. for the pain of so-many good-byes .. So we "settle" for just now ... .. And grieve .. and cry ..

Jazz ...................

[Beth Winter]

How long do you wait to love until you stop waiting? How long do you wait at that kitchen table before the timid little ...hello... fills the air? Very thought provoking and well written. Enjoyed it immensely.

Beth