Love's Rain Falls

For. Beautiful Beth my granddaughter

ma petite fleur
in darkest of nights
i hear your tears

jack boots trample
the spring flowers of
your heart

your sobs are my pain
your broken chains
touch the core of me

love can be cruel
striking with a serrated knife
you bleed butcher red

for the first time
and unlikely the last
love's rain falls

love's rain falls

Reviews

[Neville]

Beth is a very lucky young woman indeed .. I am sure she will learn quick, after all, she has an excellent mentor ....................................... it wasn't that many years ago I scribbled something very similar for my own petite fleur, who married this very June :)

[Chris Shaw]

How lovely Neville. A family wedding and I bet you did a grand job of giving your daughter away. Ma petite fleur is recovering well from her heartbreak. She now thinks he was a tosser and I am inclined to agree with her :)

[William Michael Reeves]

Bleeding butcher red drops of love blood! You're killing me! Your granddaughter cried on your shoulder and you wrote this about her experience? I like that use of poetry. Let someone know you understand by expressing it in song. I hope she can clean up the mess and all that blood doesn't stain her life.

[Chris Shaw]

Her heartbreak is raw. She lives with us so we witness first hand her upset and that is uncomfortable. All part of life's rich tapestry Bill. She will learn from this experience. Thanks for your thoughts.

Chris

[William Michael Reeves]

What doesn't kill us....

[Chris Shaw]

Absolutely true. We grow stronger where we break :)

[William Michael Reeves]

Isn't it the middle of the night over there? Shouldn't you be dreaming right now? Dreaming up dreamy words dreamt in lucid dreams!

[Chris Shaw]

Eleven hours ago it was 10.00 pm, so not the middle of the night :))

[Lydia Shutter]

Oh, but the first heartbreak is the worst. You think you will never get over it and you swear you will never love again....but you will. Such love for your granddaughter in this one. If she confides in you, you are a fortunate Grandma! Lydi**

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks Lydi**. Beth lives with us. Yes her first love and how the heart breaks. All part of the learning curve, we have to go through. Hard to witness her upset though. Pleased you stopped by.

Chris

[KAREN]

love can be cruel
striking with a serrated knife
you bleed butcher red
Love can be so cruel, and the pain is horrible! The poem is emotional and sad. The reader can feel that pain. So sorry your granddaughter got hurt like that.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for your thoughts. Poor girl is really heartbroken. We want our chicks to be happy don:t we? Appreciate you stopping by Karen.

Chris

[KAREN]

Yes, we do and your welcome!

[Lathen Griffiths]

Wonderful words Chris, being a parent/grandparent holds so much joy but also it’s fair share of worry. All that we want in life is to see those that we love be happy.

Lathe

[Chris Shaw]

So right Lathe. We want our chicks to be happy. We have raised her since she was a year old and it is upsetting to witness her suffering even though we know it's a learning curve. Thanks for your valued thoughts.

Chris

[Crowley]

It's hard to think about the future when pain is so in your face. I suppose the rebound is a lot sweeter, but only after we have swept up the crumbs of wet was our life. Great writing Christine!

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks Crowley. Yes, poor girl is suffering. All part of life's rich tapestry, but it is hard to witness :)

Chris

[Fairy Khan]

I love the ending of this poem. I hope and pray that it's the first and last rain of love for her. You painted a picture of a heartbreak but then put me out of the misery with the last few hopeful lines.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Fairy. She will learn to love again I am sure. Hard to see her so upset. Thanks for checking in. Hope all is well with you.

Chris

[Fairy Khan]

I am sure she will.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is so beautifully worded...the pain does cut the parent or grandparent like a knife....

and those wounds are difficult to mend...
love's rain just won't stop....and the repetition of that line intimates that.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks J. All part of life's learning curve, but not easy to watch her heartbreak. She will recover. There will be others.

Chris

[Gee]

Have probably been the cause of a few tears and regret this now a tad more sensible and " grown up"
Tis different for us boys, or so we would have people believe.
Hopefully young Beth will heal quickly and find a pebble that suits better.
Lovely poem Christine.
Hope all is well in sunny Berks

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Gee. Yes, the young guns can certainly break a few tender hearts. She will recover in time and no doubt be wary in future of who she trusts with her heart. At the moment I am giving her lots of tkc. Have a great week-end.

Chris

[Gee]

You too. Take care

[red93]

Beautiful piece Chris full of compassion and understanding. How we suffer with our little ones.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Tony. So right, our Beth is heartbroken. Of course she will recover in time. Part of the learning curve but it is sad to see.

Chris

[red93]

I think also this is something of a development in yr Work and we are hearing the true 'Raw Word' coming thru.

[Chris Shaw]

I hope that is a good thing :)

[red93]

'Raw Word' is a phrase we use in Spoken Word - it means you are getting to the nub of the experience - definitely good :)

[Chris Shaw]

:))...................

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Chris... I have three granddaughters... and I cannot imagine their being in pain. My grandson has not suffered pain, except for the loss of a first girlfriend who wanted to establish her Life Goal of attending College before falling in love. Now my grandson is also studying for his Career.
Your Poem is more tragic than minor upsets. A lovely Poem from a devoted Grandmother. tenderly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you dear Pat. Beth who is 21 is heartbroken. Cried all night she did. No consoling her. A first lesson for her in relationship breakups. Us grandmother's don't like our chicks being upset, do we? Thank you so much for your thoughts.

Chris