She was shocked to receive the news that her ex-husband died. It must be the length of time since they last talked, more than 15 years ago, and the bitterness of their parting words. The voices, she remembered, were harsh coming from his family and friends who were shocked at her decision to leave the home with their 3 young children. Tears, frozen from fear and regret, had gushed out, hot and furious. Now, she listens for echoes, ripples and undercurrents of her emotions. There is rain and dewdrops. And the calm steady beat of her own heart.
summer heat blows dry
garden of red petalled roses-
garden of red petalled roses-
wildly reaching for clouds
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Haibun Monday - 50 shades of rain. I chose the word Uro, which means rain and dew.
Somehow I feel that nature becomes part of her emotions of the long parting and memories collapsing into now... Maybe mourning has been hold because of all the anger in the parting.
ReplyDeleteThis is a gorgeous usage of this odd form of rain. The picture with the animation of rain is perfect. The haiku is excellent. I love how in the summer heat they climb to the sky, sort of like she did when she left with her three children. I love how she listens for the echoes from her heart.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely video! And the words are perfect for it here...."There is rain and dewdrops. And the calm steady beat of her own heart." "Summer heat blows dry..." to me relates to her emotions now. After all these years...emotions resurface...the rain on rose petals....she is still touched deeply.
ReplyDeleteIn what I've read so far of these prompts, I love how nature serves as an expression of emotion as you have captured so well in this.
ReplyDeleteRain goeS on.. Rain LoVes bAcK
ReplyDeleteRain.. liFe giVinG water for
hUman liFe.. a way
oF BeinG tHat
wE experience
iN TrUst oF God's
Gift of Rainbow
coloRed water
thaT never goes for eva'
aWay noW nO matter heiGht
oF wave or storm iN Thunder..
Rain
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back..:)
I like how you subtly came around to the rain and dew at the end, and how the flowers long for the rain that hasn't come in your haiku.
ReplyDeleteOh, the calm after the storm, and the roses reaching upwards. Very lovely.
ReplyDeleteLovely Grace, beautifully reflective, loved your response.
ReplyDeleteI like that "calm, steady beat of her own heart." I can feel it keeping time with the rain.
ReplyDeleteI'd like to give you a standing ovation for this wonderful wonderful story. And I didn't know we call it Uro. Thanks for the added knowledge.
ReplyDeleteThere is something so calming about rain and dewdrops.. something about the force of nature coming to rest at last...
ReplyDeleteRain, dewdrops and tears - an emotional combination.
ReplyDeleteOne with the rain and nature as her memories meld within it.
ReplyDeleteLovely. It's hard when you share a life.... even when it ends badly there are so many memories
ReplyDeleteThe story is enthralling, and the haiku startlingly beautiful.
ReplyDeleteA powerful piece of poetics, Grace. So much emotion; so much soul!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written, Grace! This reminds me of my mother's journey with her own three children after leaving a tumultuous marriage. And the grief she felt at my Dad's funeral. Perhaps she was grieving tiny memories of happiness or memories that should have been.
ReplyDeleteIt seems that our emotional ties to people often last well after we have disconnected from them. We invest a lot into our personal relationships if only with our quiet thoughts. I like how uro mirrors her emotional state.
ReplyDeleteNature is a great leveller. Lovely poem filled with strength.
ReplyDelete... no under currents here cuz my tummy is full of food that I bought with my own money ... Love, cat.
ReplyDeleteSimply lovely.
ReplyDeleteThere is rain and dewdrops.
ReplyDeleteAnd the calm steady beat
of her own heart
She did well to remain composed which a matured mind should be bothered about!
Hank
As long as she didn't wish or cause death, then she has moved on. Memory can be such a whore to the past though. Summer heat blows dry--yes it does and withers some of the worst memories as time goes.
ReplyDeleteThe mixed emotions in this are palpable. The news of the ex's death would certainly bring up long forgotten hurts.
ReplyDeleteI think the roses give comfort and the rain is healing the difficult memories.
ReplyDeleteWow,that would be difficult...so many varying emotions. I like that you chose "uro", a more challenging word for rain.
ReplyDeleteNice movement from pain to healing and calmness. The haiku was beautiful and wrapped up well the emotions in your piece.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and sad... I could feel both the scars and the gentle healing of this.
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