Rainy Streets

Oh my dear poet ... love this ... "Whose memory sings to a Celtic beat" ... poetic gold ... the whole poem has a timeless quality about it ... but is anchored in the present ... "Yet so real as an apartment" ... truly one of your best poems ... a definite keeper ...

Love, love how you felt this. Listening to an old Celtic favorite of my late wife and me and feeling the past. Thank you my friend for reading and appreciating this. While writing I went through a whole range of emotions.

XoXoXo
John

I have been crying since I read this ... I hope you don't mind ... I wrote a poetry response ... "Loss" ... I am so so sorry for your loss ...

I am so honored that this poem inspired such emotions for you and to write a poetic response. Thank you for your condolences. She was a genuine human being and dancer whose compassion was boundless whose absence I miss all the time. Never will forget our hikes out west, and here and the times spent camping. She was very close to nature.

XoXoXo
John

Dear John,
Ohh my! How my heart aches, reading your poem and comments. I cannot fathom your inexorable loss, yet my empathy is in abundance. I can see you adrift in reminiscing, with your afternoon of cherished memories and basking in all that love, which is so very apparent. I wholeheartedly send you all my good wishes of peace and healing. Your love shared is always around you.... because it remains within you, John. A lifetime cut way too short, will never negate that beautiful fact.

I haven't lost a husband but I have lost a lover and a love that I could have seen myself marrying one day. So I can definitely understand or almost empathize with the pain. Pain that is intense and unlike ANYTHING else. Leaving you devastated and barley able to even breathe.. at times— just aching, breathless and writhing.

To be loved like what you've described is an honour and something that I'd never change. Not ever. Even knowing what I want know now.
Your writing and LilD's writing has me taking pause and gathering my wits. I don't ever talk about this aspect of my personal life, still.... because of the pain. However, I figured like should be aware of almost like. I wasn't married but in our hearts, we sure felt like we were.

Thinking about you and yours, my friend 🙏🏻
Much love and respect your way....
🌹
xo
-Susan

Susan, I know exactly where you are coming from my friend. Long before she and I were married we really were married. So legal ceremonies don't define the depth of emotion in a relationship. I am most honored that my poem inspired you to share the loss of your beloved. The physical reactions to such a loss are described perfectly by your words.

Here it has been thunderstorms for days so I have been housebound. I got one of my beloved and my favorite Celtic music Cds in the mail. Listening to it brought a flood of emotions. I miss her something fierce. Would love to hear her voice once more. But solitude is my feast now. Thank you for reading and understanding my friend.

Xo
John

Excellent. The 3rd and 4th lines, knockout punches.


hugs,
buddhakitty.

Thank you so much buddhakitty. Glad you enjoyed my afternoon meditation. :)

hugs,
John

Dear J,

“Where babies wail and widowers cry” if everything else about this poem hadn't already lured me in your closing line surely did the trick. To go on about why I really like this line seems selfish at present and I don’t seem to be able to formulate my thoughts in a coherent manner. I guess the cavernous void created by loss of a loved one is feral and primal. I’m very sorry for yours. This poem is beautiful and touching. H🌷

Dear H.

Thank you, my friend. I have written a lot of poems about her. My fondest memories of her are from when we hiked, canoed, and swam. Those were our happiest times. I have many photographs from our travels. It seems absolutely unreal that she is gone. Thank you for your understanding reply. Yes, the loss of a loved one feels just that way, feral and primal. I know I will never get into another romance because she and my relationship connected us too strongly. I couldn't be with another woman after what we had together.

John

Good Poem Excellent Write Would Love Too Read More Sometime :)

Thanks so much, casekay29. Glad you enjoyed it.

John