It rained today

It rained today

A Poem by Gee
"

How deep is your love

"
The rain came today, heavy, persistent,
filling the air with the sweet smell of parched earth.
I took deep breaths, long, slow deep breaths,
my face turned to the heavens, eyes closed,
allowing raindrops to wash over my sun dried skin.
It filled the age chiseled cracks and creases,
ran through salt and pepper stubble
before dripping from a jaw line that refuses to acknowledge the onset of age.
I smiled to myself, thought of mum and
how she always commented on our "good genes"
age defying genes she said, but mums do don't they.
In her mind I was faultless, could do no wrong,
and if I did, well, she never let on verbally
but was unable to disguise the truth in her eyes.

She has been gone 14 months now and not a day passes
where she isn't in my thoughts,
these sometimes bringing smiles, other times tears,
and of late frustration.
Frustration brought on by my inability
to clearly recall her face, her features, smile...
It's as if I'm forgetting her, as if my love wasn't deep seated enough
to carry her with me through the rest of my life,
as her love carried me through mine, and this saddens me greatly,
has tears welling...

It rained today, raindrops washing my tears through salt and pepper stubble.



© 2020 Gee


Author's Note

Gee
Be gentle, not written in a while :))
Needs tweaking :)

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You have good command over your descriptive capabilities. You always have.

Posted 3 Days Ago


With a D Dave

3 Days Ago

Don't worry, we're all guilty of writing non sense that makes us sound like an a*****e at one point .. read more
Gee

2 Days Ago

Hi Dave, I will Google and have a wee read.
Cheers
With a D Dave

2 Days Ago

You'll enjoy it, I am quite confident in that.
WOW! WOW! And WOW! This is by far the best of your "Mom" series & you've already penned some very strong unforgettable sentiments on this topic. In complete contrast to your own experience, my Mom died a year ago May & I still have not cried one single tear. I thought by now I might have had some kind of realization, as you express in this poem, about how she (and most moms) hold onto each kid's essence forever, so why can't we return the favor of our own attention? Your words are so forthright & poignant, about how she's slipping away, the details of how it happens, how it feels. This is priceless, as far as showing what it means to be human. I love how your poem starts in a different place & slowly edges over to this topic that's been haunting you all this time. I love how you aren't one bit shy about everything you're going thru . . . your revelations are a gift to the rest of us, especially for those who haven't had the experience of losing a Mom that's sorely missed (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 4 Days Ago


Gee

4 Days Ago

There are certain poems that you wish certain folk to review and this was one I hoped you would read.. read more
barleygirl

4 Days Ago

I am honored! *gawrsh!* . . . You could always read-request, but my folder is up to 75 right now, to.. read more
No matter how
old we get..we
are still our mom's
baby..no one
will love you like
a mother does.

Such an honest
write of heartfelt
emotions..i can
relate..even after
years of my moms
passing I still
feel the pain

it rained today
what a beautiful
expression..
of love ones
missed


.


Posted 4 Days Ago


Gee

4 Days Ago

Thank you kindly Fran Marie
First I want to tell you how sorry I am for your loss. It's never easy losing a parent no matter how old you are my. I like how descriptive you are. Great poem Gee.

Posted 4 Days Ago


Gee

4 Days Ago

Good morning Donna, thank you.
It was especially hard losing mum as she raised 9 of us single.. read more
Donna

1 Day Ago

Wow! 9 children to raise on her own! She must have been a very strong, caring , loving Mother!
First I want to tell you how sorry I am for your loss. It's never easy losing a parent no matter how old you are my. I like how descriptive you are. Great poem Gee.

Posted 4 Days Ago


Gee

4 Days Ago

If you could do a double review on all of my offerings it may well look as though I'm popular :))))
the living thing has been worked out fairly well but the dying part needs heavy improvement
I'm sure we all feel some guilt as the image fades
My guilt comes from absolutely completely forgetting her warmth and image as a younger person and all I remember is a sorry old soul wasting away in a wheelchair with absolutely no idea of who I was.
I try not to think about it
Give your doggy a pat

Posted 1 Week Ago


Gee

6 Days Ago

Have them both on my lap fast asleep!
Thanks Dave
this is just beautiful Gee... I wouldn't change a word! when I read something like this I always want to say something, but I always seem to stumble so i defer to the only poem i have ever been able to write about loss...
__Listen For The Whisper__

Though my motion will cease to stir
And voice no longer heard
Long past movements entreat to spur
Breathes billow to my words

And please listen for the whispers
Those times you fell or ached
Recall my soothes oh so tender
And feel my warm embrace

Please don’t grieve my loss lost passage
My grave resides in you
The progeny of my passion
Those whispers sing for you


Posted 1 Week Ago


Gee

1 Week Ago

They are beautiful words Robert.
Thank you for dropping in and commenting, it is always good .. read more
my Mom has been gone for almost 20 years now.. I miss her every day.. the pain has been gone for a long time now but still... not a day goes by that she isn't poking around somewhere.. I have to look no further than my mirror to remember her face.. but yes.. I too have "good genes" it didn't rain for me today but Mom came for morning coffee..

Posted 1 Week Ago


Gee

1 Week Ago

What lovely words Olla :)
Thank you for dropping by
olla

1 Week Ago

it was my pleasure.. your poetry is well worth a visit..
Ah it rained for you yesterday and brought back memories of mum

My mum left in 1978 to live in NZ > they wanted us to go with them NZ had nothing to offer
So we stayed here
Ma in law came to stay with us in 1988
She stayed until 2000
Twenty years, gone by
Her memories are still with us
I sometimes see her image on the sofa
Her wispy grey curls; tortoiseshell finish specs
Her smile the red dress

Then she fades away

Until her next visit


Posted 1 Week Ago


Gee

1 Week Ago

It's nice folk can relate to these words and they bring back memories.
Thank you.
Hope.. read more
Wild Rose

1 Week Ago

Going in the right direction > Tablet strength reduced after yesterdays blood test
Gee

1 Week Ago

Onwards and upwards:)

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Added on June 27, 2020
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