I Did Not Hear the Rain

I did not hear the rain

cascading through the dream

I had of you last night:

a boat beached on the shore,

I followed the footsteps

along the edge of the tide,

my fear shadow of a moon

too bright to conceal the ache

I felt for missing you;

a voice I did not recognize

came from the mist, "Who

do you expect to find?"

You, I whispered, you--

but only the music of a slapping wave replied.

Ken e Bujold

2022

Reviews

[W. Barrett Munn]

I had to go through this one a number of time to get it: slow mind day I guess. Once I understood it as a description of a dream I really enjoyed the diction chosen. And the ending.

Winston

[Ken e Bujold]

love is a many dreamed of thing

[Chris Shaw]

A deep sense of loss comes through with this poem. Sometimes we may not even know who or what we are missing. Part of the human condition. Beautiful expression and the emotion is conveyed well. Enjoyed Ken.

Chris

[Ken e Bujold]

thank you Chris. while some might find it difficult to believe or conceive, this is actually a love poem written for the ONE. A not so gentle reminder to myself, do not take for granted what you have so fortunately been given

[Chris Shaw]

I think most of us need that reminder from time to time. Life is so fragile and none of us knows what lurks round the corner :(

[Temperance]

My heart felt this poem. Dreaming of someone we miss can be heartbreaking. Lovely poem, Ken. I like this. Temp

[Ken e Bujold]

thanks Temp. happy to see you enjoyed your read

[Elaine]

I felt the melancholy and longing in this. We are drawn to the places that seem to roughly force us to stare into our pain - it seems to grieve with us, just a bit more loudly and profoundly than we allow ourselves.
Thanks for making me "feel" Ken.

[Ken e Bujold]

glad you enjoyed your read Elaine. drop by anytime