Bottle of Rain

Bottle of Rain

A Poem by Tate Morgan
"

The end of one love is the beginning of another.

"



I've come to bury the last of love

beneath this willow tree

In the deep forest I went

where no one else could see

___________________________

Held within this bottle of rain

are the tears I cried for her

The many nights I couldn't sleep

as I dreamed of how we were

___________________________

I'll place on it no pictures

spin thrice to forget the way

Save in me the pain she flowered

leave the dark for light of day

___________________________

I'll never visit her again

forever play all day in the sun

But night when no one else is there

I'll cry of her as the one

 

Tate





 

© 2020 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
Yes Virginia I must have a heart. I think it's broken

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Such quiet and sorrowful pictures you paint. I feel as if I walk through your pain with you and feel the breeze within the willow you buried her under. Such a shattered heart makes everything so quiet, no? Such a strong piece, with the focus of a single journey, as a tear from eye to ground. I weep with you.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Posted 14 Years Ago


Your poem has left me exhausted, so full of pain that I felt so fully...this bottle of rain that you buried beneath the willow tree seems to haunt you at night, and I suppose that is how love lost leaves us.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Very emotional and well written, I adore it. It seems very heartfelt. Congrats on the piece, i love it.

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is so sensibly written; with very simple rhyming schemes and characters. But it leaves a strong message. Great job.

Posted 14 Years Ago


ah ! tate .. you know there is a reason that i always get excited whenever i find that you have posted a new write of yours .. and this is it ! subtly expressed but touching the core of one's heart - always the trademark of your writes ..

how painful can love be .. i can't quote any line cause they all are my favorites .. what to say .. keep writing sir and we are obliged that you share your work with us ! this goes into my library :)

P.S. - kindly send me a read request from the next time and please tell me as to where you find such amazing images !


Posted 14 Years Ago


Excellently put, Tate. The anguish, the pain and the helplessness, everything is abrupt. My favorite lines -

"I'll place on it no pictures.
Spin thrice to forget the way.
Save in me the pain she flowered.
Leave the dark for light of day."

:) Keep writing buddy.

Posted 14 Years Ago


What else can I say, but congrats again on this so well written piece.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Tate- this is beautiful. I can feel your pain and really connect. (sigh) excelllent write. very compelling.

Posted 14 Years Ago


The first and the last stanzas are the marvels, with the last one really touching!
"I'll never visit her again .
Forever play all day in the sun.
But night when no one else is looking.
Ill cry of her as the one."

Love it!

Posted 14 Years Ago


So well written. Congrats on this winning poem.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Tate Morgan
Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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