Whispers At Dawn

gentle rain falls on a mackintosh day

drips sedately, rolls then disappears

drizzle on glazed glass, cleanses

half heartedly plays with a pane

takes a journey in quiet thought

each raindrop caught like a stitch

knitted, soft white wool, fingers

caress rows of purl, plain, purl, plain

high neck sweater taking shape

on long patient alloy needles

a measure of love for one who

died young, passed prematurely

breathe in.....breathe in deep .....

count to ten....and then again ........

memories from the vaults of wish

wish you were here, wish i, wish i could

have one more kiss ................

Reviews

[Kathy Mc Cathy]

Water has memory , every raindrop ever felt reminds me of the people there are in my life , how lucky i am to have them , As u said each raindrop is a vault of treasured memories , with each moment , passes water diffuses into the air and falls as raindrops reminding us of the times that have passed , The fresh air , the earthen smell of the dirt becomes the atmosphere of that profound memory , Thanks for this chris , its a touching read

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Kathy for saying how my words spoke to you. I appreciate that. All good wishes.
read moreThank you Kathy for saying how my words spoke to you. I appreciate that. All good wishes.

Chris

[Dylan Macadham]

Yes, there is something about raindrops, falling heavily on rooftops, and gently streaming windows, that seems to transport one to past times and bittersweet memories ... warm, cozy grade-school classrooms after cold wet walks from home, the feeling of being safe, snugged in bed, with the rain pounding overhead, and times-past hauntingly recalled in patterns on window panes. ... As always, you've captured an experience Chris :)

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Dylan. I like the journey my poem took you on. Thanks for checking in.

Chris

[Jimii]

The raw emotion spoke to me, as rain can remind us of all the tears we've shed and will shed in the future.
I enjoyed the alliteration of "purl, plain..." as the plosive sound perfectly reflects the sound of raindrops hitting the window. Overall, a very nice piece.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Jimii. Pleased you found your way to my page. Thank you for your thoughtful review. All good wishes.

Chris

[Ted Kniffen]

You have told a beautiful story about a sad event that obviously touched you deeply.
The atmosphere you created jumps out at the reader ... especially those who like rainy weather.
I can picture that cable-knit sweater being worked on with loving heart and hands.

Those lost loves are always at the back of the mind ... remembered when rain drops roll down a window pane on a cool afternoon.

Hope you're well Chris.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Ted for your perceptive review. Yes the rain can make us melancholic. I am recovering from a cold, otherwise all OK. Thanks for asking. Hope all is good in your world.

Chris

[Ted Kniffen]

All is well here, Chris. Take care of that cold.

[Dave]

Your writing is so poignant, especially to the rest of us who have lost friends or relatives prematurely.
To be talking to a dearly loved colleague one day and the next morning getting a call telling you that he has passed away. I guess that getting older puts you in the category that says, "I guess it was to be expected.

Take care Chris, Dave

[Chris Shaw]

With age comes loss, to be expected. This poem is about loss too, but premature loss which is even more difficult to deal with. Thank you Dave for your thoughts here. You are appreciated.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... an Autumn Prayer to wear like a Halo
where colors appear on Meadows and Fields... as we
dance through days of Sunshine and Rain... remembering the ones
who passed too Soon. A Reverence bestowed... we pause and
Bless their Memory. Tenderly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

We do indeed pause and give thanks for the short time we had them in our life. Thank you for such a poetic response Pat. So delightful.

Cbris

[Audie G. Couch]

Wow. Great job. If you don't mind me asking...Is this about your brother?
The way you talk keeps my attention, and pushes me to read more.
Thanks for sharing. =-)

[Chris Shaw]

Audie, many apologies for my very late response. I thank you for your thoughts. This poem was not about my brother, but a young man who was my first boyfriend. He died aged 26. I still think about him on occasions.

Chris

[andrew mitchell]

Another gem here Chris, great imagery, lovely verses, just splendid reading.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Andrew for yet another review. Most appreciated.

Chris

[Patricia]

This is very sad and is beautiful. I love the way it visually presented, it gave it breath

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks Patricia for your thoughts and visit. All the best.

Chris

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Such a beautiful, intricate poem with amazing imagery. The rain makes the sadness even stronger and the feeling of missing someone here is intense. As hard as it is, sadness and grief has a sort of beauty to it you captured perfectly here.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Colacat for your really encouraging review. Most appreciated.

Chris