the damp dreary days
of february
when my forlorned
fallen face
is commonplace
when no one intrudes
to question
what’s the matter
because all around
are caught up in the blues
oh if only
you could find it
in your heart
to forgive
this sadly lost
and broken man
who much too late
understands
he was a fool
and in his sorrow
understands
why you refuse
but how I wish
ill-tempered weather
would ensue
to drive the joyful
all around me
to indoor spaces
so I’d be spared
the pain
of smiling faces
and the bitter
bitter memory
of losing you
~ ~ ~
rob kistner © 2011
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How Poetry Comes to Me
by: Gary Snyder
It comes blundering over the
Boulders at night, it stays
Frightened outside the
Range of my campfire
I go to meet it at the
Edge of the light
Rob.
Excellent.
So soulful that i was drawn into his melancoly and wept for his loss.
Great piece; really
rel
Sometimes we walk in mental darkness
for so long, we fear the light, like a
vampire bat too long in the cave.
Terrific piece; so touching, and
emotionally powerful.
Beautiful and heartfelt…this conjures images of the repentant Ebenezer Scrooge…
Really enjoyed this, especially the beginning. To hide in a blanket of common mood and be in the company of same. Like it alot.
http://henryclemmons.wordpress.com/2011/08/28/dingy-named-desire/
This is beautiful and sad. I love it!
I really appreciated how you drew winter weather into your Tale! So true.
The melancholy mood/ regret cries throughout this piece, Rob; it drew me in. I really enjoyed this.
Winter weather as an excuse, rather than a reason, for melancholy. Wonderfully done, I could feel it down to the bone.
— K
Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie’s Guide to Adventurous Travel
You have really captured the melancholic days, dreary nights of a lost season. Beautiful piece.
Oh this is good – I followed a similar train of thought.
Anna :o]
Happens to me rarely: tears upon reading a Magpie. This one did it for me. I adore this poem.
Beautifully expressed.
how late we learn the true cost of what we have lost…evocative rob…def felt….
And so you remind me of my past transgressions, and selfish self…. Excellent poem that makes us reflect inward.
Interesting that you see the man seeking forgiveness. Great inspiration from the photo.
Hi Theresa – it is not so much I literally envisioned the man on the image seeking forgiveness, as the image overall inspired in me a feeling of loss and regret… my muse is very dark at times…
You’ll be O.K., Rob! Chin up!
Dear Rob: Wonderful cadence and tonality. Conscience is like this!
when my fallen face
of melancholy
This is so moving and poignant. Beautifully written and I, too, liked the longing for winter weather, to better match his mood.
I ‘hear’ the anguish and loneliness.
Glad it resonated Rosemary!
Oh, I know that pain of seeing those smiling faces — the gloom, the despair, the melancholy make it such an evocative verse.
Thank you HA, I appreciate your kind words…