that you are
the eclipse of you
opening the door
to my breath that lies floating now
lost in the raindrops of
knowing the cracks
in the spaces of us
tell a story we have yet to know
touched by the gap between inhaling and
remembering that you
do not leak out of my life
forever in a moment…
© r.e.l. 1/2/11
painting ‘Light Coming into the Cave’ by yvonca
**this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 17 Journey and The Road Ahead (1/9/11-1/15/11) on Jingle Poetry
Received Kreativ Blogger Award from Jingle Poetry
18 thoughts on “in the raindrops”
You do not leak out of my life…
always beautiful Robin
AWESOME RENDITION…feels like beautiful ying and yang at play. Thank you! 🙂
dark and light… mystery and answer … close and far away.. thank you 🙂
again, very beautiful
thank you… 😉
Listening to the Foo Fighters featuring Norah Jones singing Virginia Moon. Perfect combination. I see your hands dance..
i’ll have to find that song and listen… thanks for advice 🙂
‘so you do not leak out of my life’
fantastic image–beautiful poem.
thanks for visiting, heather. i was just re-reading your facebook poems. hilarious…
love your supportive manner.
thanks… it’s my nature for my writing. supporting me supporting others.. 😉
The cracks in the spaces, another wonderful line.
the cracks, the history, have a lot of power huh 🙂
A powerful poem. I really like it. thank you for sharing.
you’re welcome.. thanks for visiting..
this makes me think of my son first and foremost. that love. that unconditional and wonderful love. superb penning poet! Happy Potluck!
thanks much 🙂