When It Rains In Summer

Another day,

watching sprinkling rain

cascade upon summer's grass

as Earth fades

to a cloud of gray.

The sun's gleaming colors

vanish in the clouds,

dissipating to darkened hues

while dripping rain

taps against sunken ground.

I can't remember

why I'm crying this time,

if it's the burning scars

from father's blade

or waking to each day

with a smile, 

just to embrace

another cloud of failure

... but let me cry ...

It's just another day ...

Another time

where each tear

decides to mock me,

reminding me that

happiness is a

distant dream floating

out of my grasp.

~ floating farther

'till I'm forced to look

at pain and say,

"It's just another day."

Let the rain softly drench

the ground as tears

scar my cheek.

Let summer's colors

wane to a darkened gray

as my tender heart learns

to embrace this sorrow;

after all, it's just 

another heartache,

another pain,

another tear,

and sadly...

another day.

 

Author's Note

I'm not too fond of this piece, so any constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. Please rate and give an honest review.

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

William Liston,
"When it Rains In Summer"
You have brought out-long moments of melancholy expressed from natures eyes to yours; first stanza, "another day watching sprinkling rain..earth fades to a cloud of gray."
Then your emotional color has faded just as the sky's brightness of color becomes dulled. Second stanza, line one; "The sun's gleaming colors vanish in the clouds..... 3rd-4th line; dripping rain taps against sunken ground."
3r stanza; "I can't remember why I'm crying..father's blade...." Such a sad thing to ponder.
Much tears and processing within this place of deep sadness; even mourning.
""to embrace this sorrow; after all, it's just another heartache, another pain, another tear, and sadly...another day.
Dark day, dark time. Life is hard at times and this one gave it voice.
Beautiful.
Kathy

[William Liston]

Thank you, Kathy, for your expressed enjoyment and uplifting, insightful words. That you felt this piece so deeply is truly an honor. Thank you for the kindness shared : )

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Yea, I get the subdued word play between our inner soul moon and outer weather mood. You enjoy writing and it shows!

[lightsong]

Not too fond? why not? I'm TOO fond of it! not because I'm fond of rain, but also because of the maturity of the emotional depths and feelings You've brilliantly expressed! I found my heart in Your words, my feelings when rain falls over my heart, it's like when it washes the earth, the air, it washes our hearts and spirits, there is no reason for our tears sometimes, but that gentle wistfulness that embracre our cores, and flow through us, like drops of rain, exactly like Your poem does to us, the thought that stands for me, is rain in Summer, it's real sadness of the heart, that even the nature outside bonds with this sadness, and turns it into rain...

Enchanting piece of emotions dear William, You should be proud of it, not to mention the soft saddened perfect photo to go alive with Your words.

[William Liston]

Thank you, Light, for the insightful, kind, and eloquently poetic review. That this poem, despite not being one of my favorites, touched you so deeply is truly an honor. (hugs)