Contemplating.

Contemplating.
Wayzata, Minnesota

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Sunday's Mini Challenge: Claribel Alegria 13-July 2014


SUNDAY'S MINI CHALLENGE:  CLARIBEL ALEGRIA





I've taken the challenge of affirming, Claribel's "Rain" poem with my own.



RAIN

I hear
 metaphysically washes 
all the raindrops of
yesternights
streaming
 upon earth's soaking spine.
Each soothing raindrop
endless
driblets
one by one
unearthing all that was 
and lies within. 
As the falling rain
beckons
cleansing evermore
waking grappling senses
reaching 
a quelling end
to yesterday's passages.
Swimming 
in a reedy lake
 fog lifting
in lore's unmentionable
gleaming
by utter masses
of longing.
All in an afternoon 's myth
of woes
gone by
pushing
reeling
and forsaking. 
Splashes of mud soaked puddles
accepting more.
As the falling rain
curses one more splash
against my thirsty tongue
in the pounding aftermath
of paths 
unknown
in silent
falling rain
drowning senseless pain
refreshing morning
awakening 
this day
I crave you
forever more.



It's your gentle touch I miss the most.

14 comments:

Leovi said...

Delicious raindrops!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

The rippled down the page much like those raindrops do on glass panes....lovely.

Kerry O'Connor said...

Your description of rain is so life-affirming and you spun it our so well along the thread, all the way to the end when the reader realizes that the very affirmation of life itself can be the source of sorrow, when one considers living without a loved one.

R.K. Garon said...

That is some love poem!
ZQ

Grace Guevara said...

I love how you made the rain poem your own ~ This part struck me most:

falling rain
drowning senseless pain
refreshing morning
awakening
this day
I crave you
forever more.

Thanks for linking up with Sunday's challenge ~ Have a good week ~

Magaly Guerrero said...

It's raining right now in New York City. So I read your poem once, then closed my eyes and repeated:

"yesternights
streaming
upon earth's soaking spine."

It felt good.

grapeling said...

rain always seems to remind us of what's lost ~

Helen said...

Poignant words,Karen ... a lovely write.

Margaret said...

…the end surprised me and made me go back and read it again. Nice!

Vandana Sharma said...

The poem drenched the heart like rain, a very heart felt write:)

manicddaily said...

You bring up the sense of bothe renewal and loss that rain an give. K.

Gillena Cox said...

This is so lovely the longins haunts the reader through and through. My response is also to her Rain, i posted today

http://myblog-lunchbreak.blogspot.com/2014/07/1471.html

much love...

Jim said...
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Jim said...

You were living the rain, Karen. Very nicely done. I liked reading until "the falling rain" appears (twice) to set the scene after fun play in the rain.

One, "Swimming in a reedy lake fog lifting" is for the young. I would enjoy swimming on a pretty day but not this anymore although it might have been fun when younger.
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