Bottle of Rain

Bottle of Rain

A Poem by Tate Morgan
"

The end of one love is the beginning of another.

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I've come to bury the last of love

beneath this willow tree

In the deep forest I went

where no one else could see

___________________________

Held within this bottle of rain

are the tears I cried for her

The many nights I couldn't sleep

as I dreamed of how we were

___________________________

I'll place on it no pictures

spin thrice to forget the way

Save in me the pain she flowered

leave the dark for light of day

___________________________

I'll never visit her again

forever play all day in the sun

But night when no one else is there

I'll cry of her as the one

 

Tate





 

© 2018 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
Yes Virginia I must have a heart. I think it's broken

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Such quiet and sorrowful pictures you paint. I feel as if I walk through your pain with you and feel the breeze within the willow you buried her under. Such a shattered heart makes everything so quiet, no? Such a strong piece, with the focus of a single journey, as a tear from eye to ground. I weep with you.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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well Tate...the words married well with one of my favourite songs of all time...thanks

Posted 6 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

6 Years Ago

Thanks Doc it seems everyone is meandering my old work tonight lol thank you
Dr. Wood ?

6 Years Ago

worth answering this because I get to hear that song again....Sad yet beautiful
Tate Morgan

6 Years Ago

i always liked that song too
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Nev
A delightful read indeed and whilst I don't usually like musical accompaniment to poetry, the Gilbert O'Sullivan track contains some particularly emotive lines (well at least for me at this particular time).
Cheers, N

Posted 6 Years Ago


Nev

6 Years Ago

Good to hear my Friend
Tate Morgan

6 Years Ago

yeah it is nice to be happily remarried .It is funny you found this obscure work one of my oldest.i .. read more
Nev

6 Years Ago

Well there you go, strange things happen but there is usually a reason somewhere along the line. I w.. read more
Awww, it's so sad....good job.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Very good Tate....it brought tears to my eyes...bless you my friend.

Posted 7 Years Ago


such beautiful words you sing, such a sad tale you spin ~em

Posted 7 Years Ago


The sad longing reaches off the page and pulls the reader into this melacholy verse. But there's no moving forward while looking back unless we want to stumble on our life path. We can never find heaven by looking down. So, chin up and eyes on the prize old chap...leave the buried past behind and let's get on with this business of living! Bravo on a fine write!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Ahhhhh... I don't know whether to say how sorry I am for your saddness or tell you what a beautiful poem this is. I will say both Truly.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Your words seem so melancholy and far reaching back into days of yesterday in search of those memories of one who was such an important part of your world in moments of love now past. You have left the light of day for the dark of the pain without her!! 'Tis so filled with regret Tate!
The song is very beautiful too, as is the image. You always deliver the perfect package!!

Posted 7 Years Ago


What a beautiful but sad poem Tate, very well written.

Posted 7 Years Ago


melancholy comes first to mind, and yet you speak so eloquently of (in my words) facing life and its inner demons to find life anew and muddle through. my God, Tate...i have lived and breathed these very torments and your words ring true. so soulful and intimate
are these trials...pains...excellent write my friend

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Marion , OH



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