this silly cabaret

in the silence of a summer swelter

i try to translate the rain

certain it holds a message

meant only for me

but it whispers too softly

for me to decipher the words

since the soundtrack of my life

is currently being performed by the whitecaps

the arrogant sun

is editing the notes

the cabal of cacophony continues

till i am sure i will disappear

without anyone every truly understanding

this silly cabaret

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

That picture beckons yet, has a haunted, statue-still face, hair askew, tight lips as if lost in another place, numb. Your words are ice berg sad,

' i am sure i will disappear
without anyone every truly understanding
this silly cabaret'

Leaving you a hug if I may, dear lady.

[Lydia Shutter]

The hug is gladly accepted, Emma. Thank you so much. Lydi**

[Desert Knave]

I am not an unbiased reader, but it seems your cabaret is far from silly. ~Jim

[Lydia Shutter]

Happy New Year, Jim! Thanks so much for the review. Lydi***

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

Painting a picture of a summer day filled with silence and sweltering heat. Wow 🥹a chef kiss 💋 to the overall piece.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you Bhuyanshi. I appreciate your review. Lydi*

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Lydi**, stunning artwork to accompany your fine lines. We have had no summer swelter here recently on this side of the pond, though we have had plenty of rain and far more forecast for the month of August. You dear Lydi** write with such feeling. I sense some negativity here without understanding why. I hope all is well with you. All good wishes.

Chris

[Lydia Shutter]

I always appreciate your in depth reviews, Chris. You were spot on to sense the negativity. The poem was very personal and written towards one individual...not on WC. Thanks for the review and for noticing the artwork as well. Take care. Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

One of the best Poems ever… Bravo…

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you, Pat.

[Pete]

like the song croons - life is a cabaret. the shore is certainly the place to be this summer amidst the swelter and antics. i really like this - terrific poetry making its mark in the sand ... :)

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, Pete. I appreciate your review. Lydi**

[Coyote Poetry]

I love a rainy night. I can sleep like a baby. I liked the honest thoughts dear Lydia. A cabaret of rain drops. A beauty of a sort. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Lorry]

I too try to decipher the rain Lydi, but this is Scotland and even this fine morning the rain has decided to be more like a kid throwing a tantrum with a pair of bongos at what parents call the terrible two's stage. If I listen closely enough, every rain drop sounds like "DROWN'EM" as they explode on the ground. I don't know what I've done to offend the rain gods, or indeed the sun gods, but I would just like to say to them "Gimme a break guys! I bought a whole new summer wardrobe and I'm still wearing my waterproofs when I should be wearing sun lotion!" 😊
We can't complain... Much though, as we have been saved from the scorching temperatures turning most of Europe into something like cooking pancakes in an inferno... Extra crispy!
The only time we lot (Rlthe Scots) are happy is with the idea of a nice beach holiday, but when we get there we just complain its too hot and pour beer on our corn flakes to cool down.
The sun is very arrogant. Almost like a kid with a magnifying glass torturing ants and giving no thought whatsoever to the hell that the older generations feel during these strangest of days where everything feels like we're melting.
Good to see your pen hasn't yet burst into flame Lydi. 😊

[Lydia Shutter]

Oh Lorry, you are never at a loss for words and I always enjoy reading you. Thank you so much for this review. Temperatures are breaking records this summer in South Florida. 97 and 98 degree days are not pleasant and the electric bill empties bank accounts. Still, some areas are worse off. My pen...well, sometimes I wish it could be on fire! Thanks for being you, Lorry. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

nice alliteration...and you will never disappear...people understand the sun but only a few of us understand the rain.
a poet thing.
and the sun is too arrogant for its own good...especially on these sweltering hot days.
nicely done, Lydi.
j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, Jacob. Your reviews always make me feel better about my writing. Lydi**

[Sami Khalil]

This sounds like a hot and steamy day in Fl., on the beach, walking on the sand, hearing the crashing of white frothy waves. All these elements make some people enjoy this uniqueness, hence the name: Sunshine state. Lovely poem and paying. Enjoy summer.

[Lydia Shutter]

It grey and rainy today in the Sunshine State, but I would not want to live anywhere else! Thanks for the visit, Sami! Lydi**

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! You are welcome Lydia!