Whispers At Dawn

gentle rain falls on a mackintosh day

drips sedately, rolls then disappears

drizzle on glazed glass, cleanses

half heartedly plays with a pane

takes a journey in quiet thought

each raindrop caught like a stitch

knitted, soft white wool, fingers

caress rows of purl, plain, purl, plain

high neck sweater taking shape

on long patient alloy needles

a measure of love for one who

died young, passed prematurely

breathe in.....breathe in deep .....

count to ten....and then again ........

memories from the vaults of wish

wish you were here, wish i, wish i could

have one more kiss ................

Reviews

[Kathy Mc Cathy]

Water has memory , every raindrop ever felt reminds me of the people there are in my life , how lucky i am to have them , As u said each raindrop is a vault of treasured memories , with each moment , passes water diffuses into the air and falls as raindrops reminding us of the times that have passed , The fresh air , the earthen smell of the dirt becomes the atmosphere of that profound memory , Thanks for this chris , its a touching read

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Kathy for saying how my words spoke to you. I appreciate that. All good wishes.
read moreThank you Kathy for saying how my words spoke to you. I appreciate that. All good wishes.

Chris

[Just Kim]

Oh so beautiful, such a lovely write

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Kim. Have a lovely day.

Chris

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Kim. Have a lovely day.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

So beautiful and so sad dear Chris.
"memories from the vaults of wish"
"wish you were here, wish i, wish i could
have one more kiss ................"
You allowed the reader to feel the memory and the wish. I loved the above lines. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you dear Coyote for checking in. Pleased that you enjoyed this memory of a long time ago. It wS sad because he died so young, but he left me with many happy memories of time shared together.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Chris. Us, who love to write. We can keep the kind people alive with our words.

[Chris Shaw]

That is so true and I am happy to do that. Kind souls should not be forgotten :)

[Lorry]

Every drip and splash brings new calm and focus to a mind living for the most part in the chaotic end of the spectrum, can be blown away and a new thought replaced by another drip measuring another time and place.
Maybe it is my penchant to spend the night/ morn at kitchen window, just reflecting like the glass between us.
Right now I am reflecting on why I have now woke up for my day and its only one fifteen ahem. I am also pondering if coco pops and chocolate milk instead of ordinary milk would be too much for my mind to take at this time 😂

[Chris Shaw]

I too am awake when I should be asleep and find myself gazing out the window. Pitch black, no moon or stars tonight, must be a blanket of cloud. I hope by now you solved the coco pops dilemma. I would have gone for the chocolate milk option. May the raindrops ever bring you peace and calm Lorry. Ta muchly for dropping by to read my sunrise poem.

Chris

[barleygirl]

As I read, it felt like the various vivid scenarios came pouring out, a twisted trail of imagery like the zig-zag streambed of a thready river. Love "mackintosh day" -- it implies apple-picking season with all the flavors & scents such an association brings -- the poster child for picking a word that brings along a fulsome palette of ideas. Love how knitting is slowly revealed & imbues your scene with the hint of lonely pursuits that might be used to distract from the late passage of an empty-seeming life, with only idle pursuits & reminiscing (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Margie. I love the different interpretations of this poem. I knitted a jumper for this young love. Painstaking it was too as I was in my late teens and not an experienced knitter. Sadly he died in his early twenties. The rain on the window pane brought him back in a memory. I can remember him being thrilled to bits and wearing that off white roll neck sweater at every opportunity. Always appreciate your visits and shared thoughts.

Chris

Chrus

[John the Baptist]

Grief is the overriding theme here. The gentle rain cleanses the panes only half heartedly, symbolic of the pain of loss that will not be erased. The speaker is knitting a sweater patiently in memory of one departed prematurely, practicing deep breathing as a means of dealing with the grief, but memories of love cut off too soon will not be denied. Only time will close this wound.

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks John for your thoughts. Most appreciated.

Chris

[AJNJ]

The rush of memories inundates and fills one with wishes. Wishes for just one more glance, another touch, hug, kiss. But people go away never to return and with their parting comes the realization of how much we loved them and needed them in our lives. Your gentle poetry often shakes my soul, Ms.Chris! It certainly did in this poem....

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you AJ. Yes, every now and again they cross your mind as you travel through life. Then you're all how special some people were and always will be.

Chris

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

Brings on tears, this tender, gentle expression of sadness. No words to express how I feel.....

[Chris Shaw]

Aw, don't want to make Ditzy sad. Thank you my dear feline friend. More dreamues fir you. My cat loves them...........

Chris

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

Thanks dear friend! I'm sure they must be lovely. I'll check we have them here....

[Betty Hermelee]

This whole poem is a measure of love to a dear one who has passed; all the visuals speak to this loss...rain drops, a quiet journey, sticks to a pane, even the needles point to love, knitting, a memory caught in time....a sorrow for one who died young; yearning for just one more kiss. There is much feeling in this poem as shown by your vivid descriptions of a slice of life. Sad and lovely. Best, Betty

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you dear Betty for this lovely review. Much appreciated. Pleased you dropped by..

read moreThank you dear Betty for this lovely review. Much appreciated. Pleased you dropped by..

Chris

[Betty Hermelee]

Of course, I always check in! Xo

[Fran Marie]

Thoughts surface
on a rainy day
each raindrop
bringing memories
of that certain
someone who has
passed..such well
expressed poetry
that makes one
feel each line

nice work here Chris

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Fran Marie for your lovely review. Take care.

Chris

[Fran Marie]

you re most
welcome

[Jimmy Yetts]

We most grieve that which was beautiful.
Heart-piercing poetry.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Jimmy for your continued support. All the best.

Chris