Frequently Stirred

 

Frequently Stirred

 

 

A precipitation of rain

begins to fall

 

drop by drop

it’s audible sound

instills the ground,

anointing my soul

like a bowl of soup

frequently stirred.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[R Smith]

a very sweet soup Kelly, love every single word of it excellent writing :)

[Kelly Scheppers]

So dear of you to say, thank you, Richard!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Simple and powerful, a most raw piece that is a wonderful read.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you, Thomas...thank you so much!

[NoelHC]

A simple reflection on a quiet pleasant day. Well done Kelly.

[Kelly Scheppers]

The first thing I see whenever I see your avatar, is that hat! It's the warmest greeting I know...thank you so much, Noel!

[NoelHC]

The funny thing is I only put that picture up last summer during the Calgary Stampede, to celebrate our cowboy heritage here. It was picked up on by a number of my friends (mostly the female ones!) and it appears I am doomed to keeping the avatar up there. Some of them have suggested I exchange it for a bad guy's black hat though. : )

[Kelly Scheppers]

...now, that would be interesting!

[Lydia Shutter]

There is a feeling of rebirth one has standing in the rain....a feeling that all things can change and for the better. Great metaphor here....a comforting one. I liked this, Kelly. Lydi**

[Kelly Scheppers]

I often imagine what your take on something will be. Actually, I look forward to it, and I must say you always make me proud of what I've done. Perhaps that's from the two of us knowing each other as long as we have...whatever it is, please know that I'm more and more thankful every day!

[Lydia Shutter]

Kelly, it's my pleasure to read your words...and to call you friend. Be well.

[Kelly Scheppers]

You too, Lydi!

[Jerome F Knox III pseud..]

In the south when a pot of stew is watery my Nana would make some "thickening" using flour as the base along with varied seasonings. This poem doesn't need Nana's help at all it stirs the heart and warms the soul.

[Kelly Scheppers]

How sweet a review this is! My regards to your Nana, for if she were anything like mine, all anything ever needed was her "touch"! Thank you for the welcomed smile, Rico!

[Jerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. Dorsey]

Thanks for the warmness of your words....

[Shane Mohamed]

The mention of rain could be a good sign or a bad omen, depending on the mood of the poem; here, you used it to cause a mellow and calm atmosphere, which was brilliant.

[Kelly Scheppers]

That's the feeling that comes over me whenever it rains, mellow and calm...thank you, Shane!

[Shane Mohamed]

Honestly, I rather get annoyed when it rains :(

[Kelly Scheppers]

Most people get annoyed, I get inspired. ; )

[Shane Mohamed]

Thanks a lot...

[dan]

A bowl of soup, like sitting by a fireside, is a symbol of warmth and comfort. The cascading sound of a softly falling rain can give rise to the similar feeling of peacefulness and beauty. The parallels between the soup (frequently stirred) and the rainfall (instilling the ground) is that of soft and delicate disturbance of the objects. This brief write is so filled with content that is implied; a wonderful piece of writing. Nice work, Kelly. Very nice. take care...dan

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you, Dan. I appreciate the insight. Do you have a fireplace? What a place to be on a snowy/rainy night! Or, for any night...

[dan]

No fireplace, though we sure could use one to save on heating bills. Right now we have 9 inches of snow with 1-3 more coming tonite, and the temperature? How does 18 sound? San Diego is a place in my dreams. take care...dan

[Kelly Scheppers]

It's time to throw the bathrobes into the dryer, Dan! Lol, take care,and stay warm. I'm sending you some warm California sunshine...use sparingly, ok? ; ) Eighteen degrees? Brrrrrrrrr!

[Alfred Kukitz]

The juxtaposition of anointing my soul with bowl of soup has an element of comic with the divine. Tough to pull off but Kelly you did it well. Love You!

regards,

al

[Kelly Scheppers]

I dearly remember sitting down to dinner many times with a bowl of hot soup in front of me. It always made me feel safe and warm, as I sat there stirring my spoon round and round. That's pretty much where the analogy of "anointing my soul" came from...I know it has religious connotations to it, but I think it works here. Thank you so much for believing in me, my friend!

[Alfred Kukitz]

How is your publishing adventure going? What about your neck?

[Kelly Scheppers]

I sent you mail explaning both...thank you for the thought!

[Riss Ryker]

I just so enjoy your amazing analogies! Just like the other one, A Thousand Kisses Deep. Love your word pictures!

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you kindly, Riss. Hope you're doing good this evening!

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful photo and thoughts in the poem. A warm rain can heal us. Thank you Kelly fro sharing your outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Kelly Scheppers]

I truly believe the rain is meant to bring us comfort - I always have. Thank you, John...always a pleasure!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome. I had good and bad days with the rain.