Fire & Rain

....a sort of eulogy for illusion...

Fire & Rain

Several mornings ago

I woke up to a rainy tomorrow,

today though was a raging fire.

It singed all my thoughts of you,

burnt the marrow you placed in my bones

leaving me painfully hollow.

Rain and fire,

rainy fire

and acidic spit;

how foolish to think

I would see you again...

~~~

Woke up tomorrow,

wrote down this poem

with the pieces of me lying around

cause I never could find a friend.

Sweet dreams have disappeared

in a long and lonely day

where the sun shines

on a Winter’s wind

and icicles form on my shriveled skin.

“Yet I always thought

I would see you again”

~~~

Fire, spit,

and lonely

rainy days,

though this is the end

of those foolish thoughts

of seeing you again.

Aztec Warrior/redzone 7.19.16

(Note: the quoted line is from James Taylor’s

song, “Fire & Rain”; as is the inspiration

for this poem)

Author's Note

...thanks for reading...

Reviews

[Pryde Foltz]

Some amazing lines in these lines of verse, Curt. Hard for me to pick a favourite part. Great work:)

[redzone]

you can like the whole poem Pryde, I will gracously accept... lol really, thanks Pryde I am just happy you stopped by it is nice when you do....

[barleygirl]

This might be my favorite song of all time. Even tho I love the message, I've never actually experienced this kind of friend, nor have I BEEN this kind of friend. I like that your poem is the "anti-Fire&Rain-friend" message . . . how most of us feel when we hear a message about true-blue friendship. There are some really creative aspects to your message, starting with the idea of straddling the line between the present & tomorrow. I love the "bone marrow" line toward the beginning. Love: "wrote this poem with the pieces of me lying around" (very nicely worded & relatable!) This message fits right in with my slightly-bad attitude of late, where I have a hard time believing in this line: "I always thought I'd see you again."

[redzone]

Margie, thank you, and for your info you are a great friend and your visits are always welcomed by me... (((hugs)))

[Ana Papaya]

burnt the marrow you placed in my bones
leaving me painfully hollow.

Incredible line that one...
So much sadness, and hurt. :(

The poem is beautifully written of course.

[redzone]

yeah, ;0( is right.. I am glad you came by and read, you are always welcome here Ana

[Sami Khalil]

Sad that it hurts. Hoprful that it bursts. Mindful that it is guaranty first. You embrace even the illusion for her sake and let destiny draw the conclusion in feeling the ache. Very touching...:)..................

[redzone]

thanks Sami... happy you stopped by and felt the poem...

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome. .....:))))

[Lydia Shutter]

That song....ohhhh that song! What memories every line holds! "The plans they made put an end to you," but perhaps the line that hits home with the reason for this poem is, "Wrote down a song. Just can't remember who to send it to." The heartbreak is palpable in this one, Curt. When the one you care so much for walks away, it feels like your life has been through the shredder. It feels like the pieces will never be put together again. You have so much love to give and the one you want to give it to refuses it. Truth is, we are not Humpty Dumpty and even though it hurts, after falling off that wall, we can and do move onward and upward....even though we know we will never seen her/him again. To say this poem is "nice" does not cover it, nope, not at all. Super duper! Lydi**

[redzone]

ahh Lydi, this song sprang into my mind and has become a certain theme twice now in my life, though the first time, years ago was an even more painful experience... besides what you mention, those lines "the plans they made put an end to you", and "I've see sunny days I thought would never end"... making it difficult..

anyway, thank you for the "super duper" Lydi ;0)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love that song---and how it inspired this excellent piece of writing---i especially like the pieces of me lying around on the ground...idea.

"just yesterday morning, they let me know you were gone"

j.

[redzone]

thanks Jacob... glad you stopped by today.. wonderful comment appreciated...

[Lyn Anderson]

As to the poem itself -- amazing, vivid imagery, sharp, painful words -- literally gut wrenching. One of your best works, filled with raw emotion and sorrow with a capital S -- I feel for the speaker here, very much. It is well formatted, presented with honesty, and beautifully clear in its meaning. The event and person who are the subject of this poem would do well to read it and feel it. Hugs. I hope the writing of it helped, somewhat.

[redzone]

yeah, it's helped.. thanks Kl for the really nice review...