When The Time For Talk Is Over

Something I put together tonight..

When The Time For Talk Is Over

The raindrops are holding a sunday mass on my back window

Trickling down the church isles ever so gently

Slowly weaving through their scarlet blasphemy. 

The thunder clouds act as a poignant reminder 

Sketching a portrait of all the ones that blurred the congregation 

Fading like condensation on a shower curtain. 

I have been to the edge of the deepest reservoir

I have been the author of the most distressing memoir 

All of that in a days work. 

It seems to me that we start to belong right before we leave 

And through it all we are the martyrs of optimism 

Only to become bitter old men circling the cape in the evenings. 

I've been told theres a way out of everything

A plan etched somewhere in the flesh of our lives ebb 

Dwindling between the cognizance of yesterdays rain drops. 

But in the end all of that is just backbiting 

Handsome words dressed up to cover up the appalling reality

That one day the rain will eventually end. 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Red Brick Keshner]

The depth of meaning and the engaging lines makes this poem a substantial read. One that will be returned to on other occasions to sup on its marrow and implications. Thanks for sharing.

[eeoopig]

This was really captivating. It spoke true works, especially in the line "Handsome words dressed up to cover up the appalling reality". People do that all the time, don't they? Anyway, another great poem!

[Coyote Poetry]

A very mature poem. Written with life experiences and thoughts. I like the many strong statements open the door to thoughts and reason.
"It seems to me that we start to belong right before we leave
And through it all we are the martyrs of optimism "
A perfect ending to a outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Laura Maidah]

day's work.

[Dayran]

One inquires as to whether when the way out appears to us, will we have what it takes to walk that final mile. That's a real issue. The object is to be that which was a part of our creation. It is linked to our heart, mind and the seed of our beginning.

In considering these, one might say we were in church watching the rain as a preamble. Yes there's a plan....and its built on a resoluteness we have to come to greater familiarity with.

[MOON]

This is good trying to console ourselves brings to mind age is just a number everything in life temporary. The last three stanzas excellent

[Lost in Wonderland]

Very dark and nicely written. The first few lines in your first stanza were a well put similie. Many times when we feel like the storms in life never end, we can't bring ourselves to believe the skies will ever clear. There was alot of truth in this poem that can speak to the hearts, minds, and souls of many. Well done! :) Truly beautiful
God Bless

[Peaceworker22]

Beautiful work. Btw, how did you get your songs to start automatically???

[L. Edward Neale]

Dig the poem, but there is a clash of imagery with the Radio head song. The music fills the space where the mental impression goes. Guess I could just turn the volume down. Ok, one more time. Scarlet Blasphemy: sounds like a great name for a goth rock band. Some great turns of phrase. Matyrs of optimism. Hmmm? Why so leery of optimism? I'm not saying be blissfully ignorant, but...anyway reminds me of a phrase. "Religion is for people who are afraid of hell. Spirituality is for people who have already been there."

[Mockingbird]

sounds of despair and cynicism until there is some hope in the end for humanity. i like the religious imagery in it whose meaning is compared to the rain just blurring into nothingness. i love this album.