October 26, 2002

  • Seeing through the rain


    It's still rainy and cold today.  Neither the dogs nor I like rainy cold days.  I can't walk them simultaneously, so I double hate rainy cold.  I had thought I would post something funny today.  I mentioned Darwin Awards to my sister, so she's been reading them and sending me the ones she finds the funniest.


    But, it's rainy and cold.


    I'll admit right now that I'm no poet.  I don't get how poetry is constructed.  Where do those words and forms and metres and feet all come from anyway?  I admire good poetry the way I admire a bridge, I appreciate the way it carries me from here to there, but I don't presume I could build one.  I never know whether the words say what I think they say until someone else reads it and says hey!  I know that thought/feeling.  (Then I listen to them tell their thought and I gauge whether the poem conveyed what I meant.)


    do you ever
    see
    things ...
    things that you know
    that you can't
    know
    a flash of color
    or a glow
    hot
    cold
    halo
    just enough to
    say
    notice ...
    notice ...
    notice ...

    i do
    i see it
    and then I never say it

    orange hurts
    you think
    hidden 
    deep well
    the yellow
    throbbing
    poison

    blue/green joy
    written in skin
    and blood
    and tissue
    (joy never goes
    to the bone
    like
    pain)


    lavender thoughts
    your head
    fog enshrouded
    clean white
    feet walk
    above
    ground


    red passion
    burning warming
    sometimes
    consuming
    behind your
    wire framed
    spectacles
    (i keep my
    gaze carefully
    away/above/over
    so you won't
    know that i)


    know because
    i can't know
    these things
    i see




    What Stone Are You?
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    Did I mention that it's rainy and cold today?


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Comments (34)

  • Lovely poetry! Thanks Terri!

  • : - ) ; - )

  • ok, so I take things literally lol - here, let me try again...

  • ...by blue, I think you got it!   Did I mention it's cold and damp (from last night's rain) here?   MuSe

  • Sounds like it might be a cold and rainy day.  Was cold and rainy here yesterday in Western PA but they say the rain is done and it should get at least into the 50's today. o/

    God Bless - Dale

  • I love rain, but I hate cold.  And cold rain is a real downer, because I can't go out and enjoy the rain. 

  • am i such a dork that i love rain? walking in the rain. or staying home with a good book and just reading while it rains.

    and sorry, you just got me in the moode to quote this:

    Be still, sad heart, and cease repining;
    Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
    Thy fate is the common fate of all,
    Into each life some rain must fall,
      Some days must be dark and dreary.

    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

    hope you get lots of soon 

  • moode is not a word. sorry.

  • I love the rain...I love the reflective mood it instills in me...and I love your use of colors in your poem...

  • I am hardly a connoisseur of poetry, but I love this one .  And I also love rain. 

  • Not bad at all.  Write some more. 

    Cheers!

  • Rained all night last night.. very refreshing but chilly   Beautiful poem Have a terrific weekend and see ya in a few days

  • Ew, tranquil dreamer with a psychic eye who knows things before you should.  Remember to shield yourself.  Shield yourself?  From what?  This?    Great poem Terri.  Yes, you should write more.  Is there no end to your talents?

  •   Although you say you are not a poet you have just made a surrealist poem and I congratule you . I would be able to propose you to the French Academy , pardon , to the American Academy . Aren' t you a talented writer ?

    Michel

  • I'm emailing you something that explains far better than I ever could how much a poet you are, in my eyes.

  • Hmmm - so much to interpret between the lines!

  • It's snowy and colder here today!

  • now that you mentioned damp cold weather that is what we have had here all day..ick..i hate it..makes my already aching bones hurt more..

    I have no idea if you wrote that or not but I got it and i liked it!

    belinda

    and i wanna know how to make those damb angels with wings now to lol

  • You have zinged just about every emotion possible in your poetry.  It has gone into corners I had hidden in my soul.  That is great poetry and full of get insight! 

  • Let me try.   But isn't this supposed to be winkie?

  • Your words are a comfort to me. I deeply appreciate your support! And by the way, the smilies on your weblog are just darling!! Where did you get them?

  • today our rain turned to sun

  • Very good poem! I'm not poetic either...really.

  • When the rain pours from the sky, washing each flower, blade of grass, and leaf from the trees, it seems to cleanse me as well. When it rains, I become more quiet and reflect from within, and it is a time of an almost meditative state.. relaxing, and reflecting.. A great time to learn from past mistakes, and a time to release it to the rain, to disappear into our earth Mother, and become clean and refreshed, just as nature after a rain..

    Didn't mean to get carried away there! Nice blog, I'll be back ~ I always wondered how to do those little characters on here! Thanks

    Blessings, ~ Helena

  • Your a Poet and didn't know it.... :)

     That was a very nice poem. My daughter writes poetry.

    We may have snowflakes on Halloween. That will be more of a Trick than a Treat. Have a safe and Happy Halloween to all.

    //(..)\

     

  • The best cure for a rainy and cold day I've found is to snuggle up to a warm computer and play the Sims!

    Love the poem!

  • Hi Teri    I like the rain at times.  On a Sunday afternoon when I can turn on an old Betty Davis movie and curl up on the couch. *sigh*  Yeah... Snooze and watch... snooze and watch.

    Thanks so much for trying to link my page here to yours. I do appreciate it.  You have plenty of readers.. and a lot that I don't reach, so maybe we'll get some more on the band wagon. (((Hugs))))  

  • Sorry, I'm scrolling down, down, down your other admirer's comments and I haven't read all of theirs yet...

    So someone's probably brought up that you are a hell of a fine poet... plainly apparent from this rainy day poem...

    'wonder what you're like when the sun is shining bright just enough to offset the mentholated chill of the air...

    (Saw you were "above" there on the feature page and thought to bring you up a notch--- BAM! There you are, Terri sweetie)

  • I really dislike poetry in general except for my addiction to slam.

  • I love your s and other little goodies like and . I wish and for you today! Spot

  • Verily, vivacious versification.

    I will not accept being any stone other than the amethyst, purely because, well, it's purple!

  • : - )

  • Wowee.  Old dogs CAN learn new tricks.  That's the first time I've EVER been able to do that.  I'm such a geek. 

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