Saturday, July 12, 2008

Rest in Peace

The rain sounds deep in my heart,

The wild weather wears holes in my bones.

Most days I anguish under grey clouds,

Listening to a constant chorus of drizzle,

Wondering when sweet rest

Will come, deep in the soft damp earth.

3 comments:

Steve said...

Man, I wouldn’t change anything here. I think you absolutely nailed it. It sounds great and the mood is perfect. The feeling of weariness and a longing comes through nicely, but doesn’t overpower the image. Very nice work.

You’ve been busy lately. Thanks for posting.

-Steve

P.B. said...

I liked this one too, Tiger. Just a couple of small things.

I think the cadence might be helped if you dropped "The" start. Why is it we poets always want to get rid of THE? LOL Try this maybe:

Rain sounds deep in my heart,
Wild weather wears holes in my bones.
I anguish under grey clouds,
listening to a constant chorus of drizzle,
wondering when sweet rest
will come, deep in the soft damp earth.

I dunno, but to my ear dropping a few words gives it a steadier rhythm like the rain. Thanks for this. :)

PS You have been bloody busy! Send the muse back across the ocean will you? LOL

literary.overdose said...

i agree with steve when he says you nailed this poem. i thought it was beautiful. i also agree with PB though...only i would just eliminate "The" at the beginning of the first two lines. i personally like the inclusion if "Most days", because i think it gives a slightly different meaning to the sentence. but hey, if that's not true, than feel free to disregard. anyways, i really admire this poem. nice work!

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