EXPOSED

moods in the rain

Sloshing through onerous rain

my eyes teaming with drops

continually muttering her name

soaked straight to the bone

I am inept to find her

past the dense mist

 

I stumble on a tree stump

and land near a puddle

helpless to stand I sit forlorn

pitying myself

reflecting on our moods of the day

it is improbable that I will reach her

to justify my words

 

she runs swiftly into a cloudburst

and darkness draws near

no stars to light the way

no sense of control

 

I see her in my mind’s eye

although quite blurry

a grimaced face,

blue-green eyes with wet lashes disclose all

we quarrel near the end of our heightened moods

she disappears screaming unintelligible words

no questions, no answers, no whispers

I hunger for her return

for I do not wish to close the curtains

not just yet

 

 

 

Reviews

[Anita Frader]

This feels like a bad nightmare but sadly it's probably all too real. A nightmare one with a mental illness may live daily.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you Anita for your intuitive review, much appreciated.
Warmly, B

[Anita Frader]

You're welcome, B. 💛

[emmajoygreen]

Your words immediately hit me as being a postscript to a comment a long time friend said to me about her mother, 'Em.. I so wish to God I could have my darling mum back.. '

Who is lost doesn't know it... pitter patters along in whatever life, often happy, sometimes bedraggled -otherwise ignorant of how their personal drama is going. Before and behind is the audience watching every move - lost in an active past. Helpless

Your words are sad as hell yet, beautiful and gently said.. Absolute kudos for offering truth and empathy hand in hand.. ..

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you dear EM, your review is just what i expected from you, full of emotional content and understanding....which many miss.... You hit the jackpot!
Warmly, B

[Poetic Beauty]

A heated agreement that leads to departure is heartbreaking and sorrowful especially if we are left waiting in the cold rain waiting for their return.

The drenched filled scene is vivid and clear in the minds eye in this sad tale you have described in this poem

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you PB. For an empathetic review
Take care
Warmly, B

[jacob erin-cilberto]

This reminds me of my friend's mom...she is drifting there now.
Dementia is what I am reminded of...
we just can't catch up to them to pull them out...they are elusive.
and this is quite a hard hitting write.
j.

[Betty Hermelee]

I love your interpretation J. It’s so interesting what one see so clearly in a poem ….thank you so much for your interesting review!
Warmly, B