digging deep

those times when

my roots stretch deep

in barren soil

 

searching

 

I don't know

if you could guess

the urgency

of my need

 

the clouds whisper

how soon

until hope

rains

 

and I look

skyward

again

Reviews

[...]

... a mesmerising mood ... exquisite and enchanting poetry ... an intense instinct ... a perplexing pause ... a quest ... a hope ... anticipation ... aspiration ... a melting moment ... oh ... this is so beautiful ... it simmers softly ... (highest rating) ...

[An Ordinary Woman]

Where would we be without hope? It kept me going for many years. Still does, in many ways. Another beauty, Emily.

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

Emily this is lovely...I don't know

if you could guess

the urgency

of my need



the clouds whisper

how soon

until hope

rains



and I look

skyward

again
how one wishes at times that your loved one could guess at the urgency of your need or rather the depth of your yearning...sometimes it happens..sometimes he is totally oblivious to your wants..all you could hope for is that when he does come to you he makes up for all..
i hope i did not stray far away from the topic..lovely work.

[Gandré]

this is again a wonderful poetry, dear Emily. such an analogy..Such a yearning for being recognized in a particular way. I loved this, an 100 points (thank you for your reviews.)

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

those times when

my roots stretch deep

in barren soil

Thats so tender and poetic m wish I could stretch so deep , into the soul , Me

[Tony]

Wow!!! how did I miss this? I find this as deep as those roots you speak of, something that needs nurturing in a hurry...as all hope is lost, we seem to look for the answers from someone of a higher power. This is excellent Sweet Emily.

Tony

[...Where Nothing Is Sac..]

hey, great analogy re: roots, dry soil and desperation
i like how the clouds are talking

subtle rhyming between the last line of the fourth and fifth sections

"It can't rain all the time" - The Crow
[and suddenly that isn't a nice, optimistic outlook
but instead bad news for our straining roots]

overall, a neatly composed piece; nice write

[BrianKnows]

Looking the furthest away from the direction of what we need. Amazing

[Collect-Eye]

I've been doing gardening lately and seeing a lot of correlations between the earth and the heavens and the mind..
there's a rain we create and a rain we enjoy when it comes...

[Desert Dreamer]

Wonderful poem about hope and I like the way my imagination sees hope coming down in the form of rain in answer to your need. I like the ending of your poem the best,

"the clouds whisper
how soon
until hope
rains

and I look
skyward
again"

Beautiful poem. Short poem but full of meaning.