just one more time

foreclosing on the fun house of life

lightning illuminates the dismal sky

sunset should be hours away

but now plaintive booms of thunder re-adjust life‘s clock

hibiscus petals fly now defiled by pre-storm air

they land - stigmatized - on a now dampened porch

tree limbs sway akimbo beckoning me through raindrops

willing my dreams to dance in the rain

even if with the lowest common denominator of hope

just one more time

 

Reviews

[H.L. Cerveise]

I love the picture you have above the poem. My eyes kept seeing it as I read your words. The word play was terrific, and I can see you took great care in picking just the right words. They related to both the storm in nature and the storm within yourself.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much, H.L. I appreciate your review. Lydi**

[Bacchus]

this is so jam packed...
beautiful beaten down blooms
only wished it was longer
so pensive... things we don't consider and just clean up

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you very much, Bacchus. Lydi**

[Ruth]

Sigh...tranquil and ever poised with conviction...both image and poetry here are breathtaking...you set the scene so well, I can feel it...gorgeous :)

[Lydia Shutter]

We belong to a mutual admiration society...you and I do! :) Thanks again, Poppy. Lydi**

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the flow of thoughts dear friend. Hope is the last thing we can grasp. Thank you Lydia for sharing excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much, John. Lydi***

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear friend.

[barleygirl]

I love the way you've painted this stormy scenario, quite unlike any other storm scene using cliché ideas . . . everything is fresh & provoking a spray of images in the reader's mind . . . love the way you choose words that sound good together: "lightning illuminating" . . . "limbs sway akimbo" . . . and last but not least, I know very much how this feels, so your message is very relatable on both levels . . . a literal rainy scenario & also the rainy days of life that batter our sensibilities as we cling to the bright spots. This is soooo original: "hibiscus petals fly now defiled by pre-storm air"!

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much for your in depth review. Lydi**

[Alfred Kukitz]

Play sadness for me and let me bring new life to hibiscus scent and a fine bouquet of thankfulness for your writing talent. Beautiful Lydia!

Regards,
Al

[Lydia Shutter]

Al, you are so kind. Thank you. Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lydi, "booms of thunder re-adjust life's
clock". Hibiscus petals fly. We need that energy
to motivate us to regroup and create a dance of
hope on a higher level of possibilities.
Nature recreates earthly pleasures. Your poetry
paints visions of vulnerability. truly, Pat

[Lydia Shutter]

Pat, I appreciate your review so much. Thank you. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

keeping hope, even when the times get tough and the sunshine of life is blocked, disturbed by the storms that penetrate our existence----

if we can dance in the rain...we have hope inside...and that is where it counts.

j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much, Jacob. Yes, we must always keep hope alive. Lydi**

[Einstein Noodle]

yes, yes , and yes!!! the stamina and courage is bold in its last thread ..your colorful language and metaphor and personifications delightful in all your poems ...thunder no matter how much it can make us cringe is after all....just the giants and gnomes rolling 9 pin :))
love your "hanging in there" ... so relateable
E.

[Lydia Shutter]

Yes, those gnomes do love to bowl! :) Thanks for the wonderful review, my friend. Lydi**

[Shabeeh Haider]

All good things come to an end. We however cling on to memories.
We can still dance in the rain as long as hope is alive.
A nice poem but it made sad.
Time is passing us by

[Lydia Shutter]

Time continues to keep on moving, but as long as we are here, there is hope, my friend. Hope to do the things we want and to enjoy life. Thank you for your review. Lydi**