Jump to content
Registration -- to join PMO ***UPDATED INSTRUCTIONS*** Read more... ×
Poetry Magnum Opus
JoelJosol

Summer Never Came

Recommended Posts

JoelJosol

It's not the rainy season but then summer never came.
On the glass window, I noticed water dripping across its height.  

I am done whispering in your ear, my tears falling on your cheeks
mixing with yours before the equipment sounds go quiet.

How do you translate the weight and height and depth of sorrow
clinging into my arms, pulling me and you away like dirty blankets? 

In the corner are seats of loneliness, where one go wail quietly
while outside as the rain poured, some children were dancing in the rain.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
dr_con

Deeply moving. Clear, vivid and a beautiful summary of bereavement. Excellent. Know that feeling well.

Juris

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
tonyv

One of the best poems I have ever read about a subject I don't even want to think about it -- excellent work, Joel. Now, how to put it out of my mind ...

Tony

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
JoelJosol

Thank you guys for reading through the lines and immersing yourself with the spirit of the poem. I've tried to paint the scene and carry across the challenge of unshared pain

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Tinker

Oh Joel, The music of your words is haunting.  Such beauty in the pain.  I love the way you write.  

~~Tink

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
JoelJosol

Thanks TInker/judi.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Please sign in to comment

You will be able to leave a comment after signing in



Sign In Now

×

Important Information

By using this site, you agree to our Guidelines.