Purple Rain

flowers absorb rain

like i needed you~we both

failed the finish line

vile crushing winds tore

our hearts apart as sad truth

and illusion smiled  

Reviews

[Laz K.]

We can do so much as a species, like travel to outer space, or calculate the size, mass, and distance of stars. But, we have no answer to questions like what love is, or how and where to find it, and how to keep it alive. This poem could've been written four thousand years ago or yesterday, and it'd be just as relevant and relatable. I think at one time we all thought that we'd be different, and that we'd do our best to fight the "crushing winds." Then, we slowly learn that things on this earth end, no matter what we do. Wisdom is born of that acceptance.

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Laz.. a difficult task to fight those
crushing winds..and conquer the age old
4 letter word love.;who knows what love is?
we can only try and yes acceptance
so important in the grand scheme
of things long or short termeverything
comes to an end

[Einstein Noodle]

oooooooooo i love your two Senryu, Fran ... you do them well says i!! so much tragedy and power packed in so few words and lines ... brilliant closing says i! oh the irony of it all eh!? illusion smiles ... brilliant!! love it ... one of those things i wish i had thought of it!!

[Fran Marie]

Thanks E for the visit and reviewing my
senryu ..i s o appreciate..i hope you're
doing well dear friend;

[Einstein Noodle]

doing well thank you! top o' the mahrnin' to ya .. and the rest of the day as well!!

[wordman]

but the honey bees can mend a broken flower,maybe love

[Fran Marie]

Thanks for reading Ron

[wordman]

my pleasure

[Zoe Richardson]

I love when few words express such profound thoughts. I can feel the rip, the tear of the wind. You expressed the sense of loss beautifully!

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Zoe; for reading and reviewing
I so appreciate

[Kelly Scheppers]

Perhaps the rain can be what heals us - as it nurtures the earth and all that grows, cleanses us of pain and unrequited love. The wind, being a metaphor of change, can be our saving grace, forcing us to walk forward, and not look back on what's better left in the past. Really Fran, this is quite beautiful.

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Kelly yes the rain is refreshing
and soothing washing away woes..
I so appreciate..

[John the Baptist]

Illusions have caused more than a few breakups. They are rains and winds that are usually self generated.

[Fran Marie]

Thanks I believe we create those
illusions to protect our sad truths
a flight from reality just for a while
where we find things more acceptable

[Paul Bell]

Sometimes the finish line is torn from our grasp just as we reach the end.
Like the way in just six lines the reader sees the tragedy enfold.

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Paul..some relationships just simply fizzle out before getting started
no finishing line in site..appreciate your
review

[Anuja Sharma]

I can sense the emotions behind this poem. How amazing when you can convey such big thoughts through such less words. The sadness of being apart not only tears down the heart but it weighs alot. Sometimes, relationships are hard to carry, can relate to it.

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Anuja; for reading my
sparse senryu set..had to say
It all in seventeen syllables
in each one
I so appreciate your kind
words;

[Anuja Sharma]

You're most welcome.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

relationships are torn apart by the vile wind of mistrust and failure to work on them...
instead of being nurtured by gentle watering hands that interlock...
j.

[Fran Marie]

so true Jacob..thanks for your
insightful review..i s o appreciate;

[barleygirl]

Your poem speaks of those turbulent days of yore -- so few words, yet conjuring up so much more inside your readers. Purple rain is not just a song or an artist . . . it defines an era. Your poem summons the sense of uncontrolled ups and downs that symbolize one's youth (((HUGS)))

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Margie..difficult to get love right
there's always more to it ..its not always
a smooth course..i so much appreciate;