Sadder Than Anything

blue feelings are colorful ...

An umbrella moves

through the rain

and in between each drop

emptiness

 

Morning’s injured light

far from the sun

trips over rooftops

into the wind’s mouth

passing over my eyes

 

I hear footsteps

alone on the sidewalk

alone in the rain

only to stop and wait

for a dream or a green light

 

From the sidelines

a burly boom

of far-off thunder

Time passes even darker

 

Raindrops tangle in my hair

raindrops sadder than anything

Neruda has written

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©dah / dahlusion 2016 a.r.r.

"Sadder Than Anything" was first published
in The Recusant, UK

Reviews

[Kaede16]

I love the imagery created, the description is masterful. "and in between each drop/emptiness." is probably my favorite part. I can almost feel the gloom of this day. I'm guessing because of the reference that you were somehow inspired or moved by Neruda's poem "Llueve"? Neruda is one of my favorites poets of the Latinamerican Boom. Really enjoyed your poem :)

[DAH]

Yes, it was a dark and gloomy winter's day, and melancholy took hold, instructing me to write this one. I was sitting at a window and observing ... it's lovely to hear that it resonates.

As for being inspired by Neruda, no, in that, I haven't read him for awhile. That closing line appeared out of the air, as if he had handed it to me.

Thank you, K16!
DAH

[Intothemilkyway]

The image of this is so beautiful.
I can't say that i didn't feel this once.
Rainy days can be pretty gloomy but they have their own beauty.
And mostly when you are feeling blue.

[DAH]

Thank you, Intothemilkyway!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

The descriptive images you portray in this piece certainly fulfill the task of leaving one feeling cold and alone. Lovely allegorical phrasing.

[DAH]

Thank you, John, for this fine perspective, and compliment.

Cheers,
DAH

[Chris Shaw]

You certainly convey to your reader the strength of sadness in your lines. The second stanza is superb poetic expression. That green light a dream in the distance. The loneliness cuts like a knife. Great read.

Chris

[DAH]

Without sadness we would truly not comprehend the depth of joy: yin/yang is necessary for healthy balance.

Thank you, Chris!

[Chris Shaw]

I do understand that. We have to experience the pits of sadness before we can appreciate our heaven :)

[DAH]

All is one, one is all ... life is.

Thank you, Christine!

[H L Rose]

Nice poem. I like the imagery in "mornings injured light far from the sun trips over rooftops". I also like the last line about Neruda.

[DAH]

Thank you for this fine critique.