Rhythms as raindrops
flash, stab and disappear.
Smiles and tears surge over
flooding waterfalls.
How much can a body hold,
or drink too deeply?
Is the aching audible
above the water’s rush?
How far away before drought begins
and flood ends?
Hearts ache with drought or flood.
The blues will flash and stab
and disappear.
Dedicated to the daughters loosing their mothers, Mickie, Nickel, Chris. April is the cruelest month.....
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Photo: H.G. Giese 2010
sad 55...cant imagine losing a mother...it stabs, then waits to stab again.
ReplyDeletemy 55 is up!
Very cool to dedicate this to those people who have lost. You really set quite a tone with this one.
ReplyDeleteSo sad for them - what will they do without Mum?
ReplyDeleteTears are the ONLY bodily fluid most people do NOT find gross.
ReplyDeleteThis was exceptional Di..!!!
Excellent 55.
Thank you for sharing this little piece of your soul...You Rock!
Have a Kick Ass Week-End...G
It'll take a lot of 'water' to wash this pain under the bridge...
ReplyDeleteA cruel month indeed. Your words captured the despair of that loss very effectively.
ReplyDeleteMy 55 is The Pages of Every Book
GoD that was so poignant and beautiful. YOu expressed pain in such a deep way. Not a lot can approach it like that.
ReplyDeleteA heart felt 55 that needs a hug to say thanks...
ReplyDeleteSad and beautiful. There is a time for tears as well as a time for wiping them away. An excellent 55 this was. Love/ Jo.
ReplyDeleteSuperb, and - yes, I agree with Maha - poignant. That is the exact right word for it.
ReplyDeleteIt's in the goodbyes that we hear the silence that awaits. See if you can spot the lyrics in my 55 words
ReplyDeleteso sad, so very well said.
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ReplyDeletemy 55 is here.
thank you for the time!
skillfully done!
ReplyDeletehappy Friday 55.
Lovely. I lost my mother when I was nine. I think one does not really comprehend the loss until later.
ReplyDeleteSad, sad, sad. Mine too is about loss today ~ of a different kind.
ReplyDeleteFind mine here:
Friday Flash 55 ~ Posthumously Yours
My sympathy to all those you mentioned here and to others who are shedding tears at the loss of loved ones. This was so well done.
ReplyDeleteVery touching. A wonderful 55. Having lost my mother in March, this hits close to home. My 55 is also up. You can find it HERE.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Di.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for sharing this.
ReplyDeleteWonderful and relevant.
Mine is here
hugs
shakira
The disappearing time is maybe the hardest approach and the softest landing when it finally happens.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Dianne. I hope I am not joining the ranks, but I fear I may be. We'll know something more on Tuesday. Today, one of my friends' mother died. We're of that age...
ReplyDeleteApril may be a month for birth of many things...but, we must not forget, to honor the dying too!
ReplyDeleteExquisite and haunting... Tears that are never wiped away.
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