A Rainy Morning

A poem...

Rain patters against the glass
in the early hours
of this Wednesday morning;
clouds scatter and amass
over streets and towers
as the early light begins forming...

a crimson silhouette
bled through white curtains.
I'm certain this cigarette
with my morning coffee
has probably
done little to reset last night's regret
still softly
whispering
midnight sighs
from the bed I've left behind.

Where an unfamiliar face
serenely sleeps;
caramel skin against white sheets
rising as she breathes
dreaming of someone
someone other than me.

Author's Note

Typed up as I thought it, using my phone. Let me know what you think.

Reviews

[Antoñyo]

A soothing and vivid entrance attracts, then the eerie transition begins...the next 4 lines I thought are brilliant, and connects to the end seamlessly.

I loved this one. Thanks for sharing.

[Maryam]

The short lines kind of remind me of the rain. The rhythm of this poem is great. Your lines encompass a sense of vast loneliness and maybe even a feeling of emptiness as well. I think you should consider using some sound in this poem to emphasize the sound of the rain and use those sounds to carry this rainy theme throughout the piece. Nothing seems lonelier to me than a person simly sitting and listening to the rain. Wonderful poem.

[Southern Cross]

You created more than words with this piece. The vivid feelings and thoughts drew me in right from the first line. The last line had a sadness to it for both parties but that's just my thoughts, as I walked away from the couple.

[Knightingale]

It is. Many havr said they think this is about a one night stand, but that wasn't my intention. To me its about a couple whose grown apart. Her face has grown unfamiliar to him, though he knows he has his own part in that.

[Southern Cross]

That is where the sadness lies...I don't think people give much thought to a one night stand..It is what it is. Couples that become strangers create a sadness much deeper than strangers that become bedfellows.

[Knightingale]

Exactly. I thought I was the only one who thought that.

[Southern Cross]

..nope ...Been there myself so I can see and feel the emotional strain

[Knightingale]

I'd say I'm sorry you've had to experience that, but then again you probably wouldn't be who you are now. The good and the bad shapes us, and often in surprising, yet amazing ways. I know I personally wouldn't trade in any of my experiences.

[prachi prangya agasti]

its really nice... well written... liked it!

[Inda]

holy crap! this is great, you where right, i love this type of poetry!

[Knightingale]

Thanks man! I'm glad you enjoyed it.

[john alan willox]

this is very lonely - last stanza is a killer. nice job.

[Knightingale]

Thank you. I'd love to hear your thoughts on a few of my other poems. I'm new to this whole thing of sharing my stuff and I could use some honest, detached opinion.

[Nickalas Cannon]

I saw much imagery when I read this poem. It was very smooth, easy for me to read. I like that in a poem.

[Knightingale]

I try to paint pictures with words in ways that are easy for people to read. I'm glad you enjoyed it, thank you.

[Wakeofahero]

You've nothing but compliments from me sir. Well done, quick type ups are difficult, but they show your skill in the end. I will most defiantly be back to read more.

[Knightingale]

Thank you again! :)

[Rose of many colours]

This is reality, also I taste history in your writing.

[Knightingale]

I draw from my own experiences. My poems are often little more than paintings of moments in my life. Thank you again for reading.

[K. Louis]

"I'm certain this cigarette with my morning coffee has probably done little to reset last nights regrets" -- truth here.

I also enjoyed the imagery in the first two stanzas. well done.