I Remember
I remember it rained
on the day we buried
Aunt Alice.
No malice implied
by the weather.
She’d died, we’d cried.
The mood of the day
had much more to say
of the way,
Than all the babble
in the Chapel of Rest.
© James Rainsford 2012
Posted to Open Link Night at dVerse Poets. Your views are always welcome and I'll respond to all who visit and leave a comment. Kind regards to all visiting the pub this evening. James.
oh oh...this says much about aunt alice...tightly penned
ReplyDeletereally nice man...love the rhyme scheme in it, but also a memory of my own rainy funerals...and i even had an aunt alice...smiles...she used to keep us after school each day...
ReplyDeleteRhytmic.
ReplyDeleteBetter than a blazingly sunny day for it, which always seems inappropriate and a bit of an insult to the person no longer there.
Sorry about aunt Alice...and how true when the day feels that way...The mood of the day
ReplyDeletehad much more to say
of the way,
Than all the babble
in the Chapel of Rest. Nice capture, James.
Concise with deep undertones of her life and death ~ Nice share James ~
ReplyDeleteGreat rhythm and rhyme, the weather truly can show just as much or more emotion then other aspects many a time.
ReplyDeleteSo elegantly stated with minimal interuption of unnecessary words. One of my fav pieces so far this week. Very polished and touching. Great line about the whether's unintentional mood. Excellente.
ReplyDeleteI read it three times. It is beautiful with the word play and melancholy feel. I assume you took the photo - it is beautiful and makes me think to visit one nearby when it is raining as I LOVE the mood it creates.
ReplyDeleteI love how you've divorced the weather from Romanticism, nicely done.
ReplyDeleteI have to be honest. I've read this a few times but couldn't really wrap my feelings about it into words. It's much more than it appears to be at first glance. There is both a resignation and sadness to the event that keeps me wondering, and I love that :)
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