Hi Rain, I love this piece, as I do all your writing. But this one is particularly poignant. I remember when I was a young mom walking my babies down the street, one on foot the other in a stroller. And old people leaning on walkers would stare and smile. They must have been remebering their dreams past, and small children, and saying to themselves, "I went there once." Oh, you have made my cry again, Rain!
Rain, I have missed reading you! You have such a gift, an uncanny way of reaching the reader, making them feel. This entire piece filled the page with sadness and thought, but, yes, these lines captured the essence of despair....
nothing touches me deeper
as an old pawn shop
filled with the dreams
somebody else bought
they sit on the shelves
A Magnificent piece, my friend!!!
there's a feeling i get
when i see old folks stare
are they looking for dreams
that one time was theirs
there's a bitter sweet sound
i hear now and then
it plays at the start
it plays at the end
and it's sad to me
so sad to see
i don't know..
this is more than genius.Its unquenchingly beautiful yet so sad.
It reminded me of the lyrical style of morrissey in a way.
the poem is full of wit and despair
hope and disappointment
a yearning to go back to the past and refuse the future waiting.
amazing
Antique stores have always done it for me, knowing most of it is aquired through estate sales. I always wonder why the person bought it, what it meant to them and what they did in life. Whenever I bring something home from one of those shops, I always feel as though it's accompanied by someone elses memories.
The vacant playground, empty memories and vacant stares were very vivid - reminding me we tend to look to "things" for happiness.
I guess we need look no further than the mirror and those closest to us for happiness.
A true expression of the heart. You captured everyday, real life things we often overlook without a second glance and molded them into a wonderfully emotional piece. Nice work.
Quite beautifully done! Again you have touched hearts with your words. I think most everyone can relate to this in some part of their lives. Having just recently lost my mom, I FELT this poem to the bottom of my toes. Thank you for sharing.
Wow. I read this late last night, I wasn't logged on or anything but it stuck with me and I came back to let you know how much I enjoyed your piece. Three stanzas long but has enough weight to carry the world. Fantastic writing, Rain!!!
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