Poetry Month, day 5
Changeable Weather
Changeable Weather
"You've brought the sun,"
they used to say,
when I came home
on holiday.
Every time
I left again,
they said, "Oh my,
please take this rain."
A joke, I thought.
(I was still young.)
But now the night
is dark and long
and full of storm
when you depart,
taking the warm
light from my heart.
I understand
at last a truth
lost to my bland
ignorant youth
as your return
brings back all sun
for which I yearn
while you are gone.
Written for Take the Weather With You at "imaginary garden with real toads"
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Yes there are people who do that to us. They light up our lives and leave us dim
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And Rosemary, when I read your posts, poetry or other "you bring the sun." So I believe your folk.
ReplyDeleteNicely written, I enjoyed reading your 'weather'.
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Awww, thanks Jim.
DeleteOh this is so lovely.
ReplyDeleteWhat a super response to the prompt.. who notices the weather when close to a beloved?
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful... it's not the weather but the company...
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful, Rosemary!❤️ You certainly do bring the sun whenever you come!
ReplyDeleteI like the simplicity of this - yet the double/triple meanings, the subtlety of layers, like pulling on a cozy sweater when the chill sets in. And I loved the self-admonishment of the 5th stanza - particularly bland youth - apt word play for colours and dull/dimness and bright sun and warmth etc. Strikingly well worded.
ReplyDeleteThis poem truly touches me.
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