Rainy Days

Even when we lose a loved one...are they really gone?

It’s a rainy day

The coldest of rainy days

God’s mood seeps through the clouds

An angry reflection of my own

The veil between us feels so close

Its days like today

I miss you the most.

 

All the things we left unsaid

Wreak havoc in my mind

Thick drops of rain

Drown my sorrows

Heavy reminders of the past

In this vulnerable hush

I reach for you

But find nothing in return.

 

As I light this candle

To honor and remember

My heart hurts not;

For I know,

You did what you had to do.

 

But if this cold embrace

Proves more than imagination

I’ll have you know

It’s these rainy days

That bring me back to life.

 

I can’t feel you

I can’t hear you

I don’t even know if you’re here

And yet when it’s this cold

My soul tells me that

You are forever near.

Author's Note

Thanks for reading. Reviews welcome.

Reviews

[Rita L. Sev]

A deep and somber piece, Kristin. Rainy days do so bring out the grief, don't they? (It's raining here too) I like the line: "God's mod sleeps through the clouds".

One technical note: In the line: Reek havoc in my mind, the spelling should be "wreak"

Great write!

[Kristin Lee]

Thank you! Darn spell check. I knew I had it right to begin with, ha! I'd say last time I second guess myself but tragically spell check is my crutch. Thank you for the critical eye, God knows I need one. Glad you liked the poem :)

[Rita L. Sev]

Ha! I can't help it - I teach middle school English, and I can spot a misspelling a mile away! Normally here I don't say anything unless the misspelling is a word with a different meaning (as is the case here). Spell check is great, but beware of homophones! :)

[Angi]

Oh girl, I feel this piece, I really do. I feel forgiveness here. Lovely. Angi~

[Acucena G.]

Its a wonderful piece, well done

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Lost but never forgotten, and perhaps not so far away. The idea of different realms of conciousness and awareness has always fascinated me. I like the quiet, somber nature of this piece, but how you juxtaposed it with a sort of surreal quality. Rainy days and grief seem to go hand in hand...where there is gray, there is gray... Well done!

[Astro]

Very nice and melancholy. A ponderous tribute to a loss and the times when their absence isn't so finite.

[Kristin Lee]

One of the rare times I allowed myself to ponder this particular loss :)

[Sami Khalil]

"As I light this candle
To honor and remember
My heart hurts not;
For I know,
You did what you had to do.

But if this cold embrace
Proves more than imagination"
A heart touching piece with the clouds of death that hangs above our heads but then the rain of promises of the afterlife that I see in the forecast....As always well penned and masterful...:)

[Kristin Lee]

Thank you very much Sami, I really appreciate that.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[s y e]

Wow, this is such a touching piece. I don't think we ever lose a loved one. I lost my Grandpa 3 years ago and it was a terrible time for my family, grieving as you do but even after 3 years I still swear he is here, I know he is always looking after me, even although he isn't here anymore. He is always close to my heart.

This seems to be a down day for a lot of people, this was an amazing write. Well done.

[Kristin Lee]

Thank you hon. Yes, I agree. I don't think our loved ones are ever far away. I'm no stranger to death. I lost my mother when I was just 8 yrs old. But I'd swear, even though it seems impossible, that she checks in every now and then. Freaks my husband out to no end...its kind of funny really.

[s y e]

Haha, my Gran and I are used to that, hehe. It freaks me out a bit but I know that's its just him. :) I kinda like it though.

My pleasure.

[B-poet]

This is a great poem. All the ingredients are there for it to be one. Rainy days are a great way to get in touch with nostalgia. You've displayed that well here. Great write. :)

[Kristin Lee]

Thank you. Rain days certainly do bring out the nostalgia. They remind me of home :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

A very mixed set of emotions expressed in this piece. There is love, a tinge of disappointment, sadness and a sprinkle of resentment and a gloss of guilt. Nice sentiments but confusing especially as you can never end them.

[Kristin Lee]

That's how loss is, isnt it? Complicated. It's been 23 years since I lost my mom and I'm still not sure how I feel about it from one day to the next. Not to mention al those I've lost inbetween.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Yes indeed and I feel similarly about both my parents. My advice to my children get to know your parents and spend time with them before you have no choice but reflection.

[Jack...]

Very beautiful and sad Kristin. This seems to be the day for sadness. Very well done my friend.

[Kristin Lee]

It does seem to be a day for sorrow. Must be the rain.