Commiserate.

by Poet on the Piano   Jun 28, 2013


Tonight, I found myself in a rainstorm that was relentless,
its chest roaring with wounds inflicted upon itself,
and a voice that sung of a loneliness never answered.

You might say this over and over to me, it was pointless to run away.
How I yearned for it though, I couldn't stay where I was,
rooted at the bottom of the steps, listening to hearts being broken.

I felt her heart breaking and it wasn't a droplet of pain, no,
it was every glance forward and every footstep ahead,
because she would let their life move on.

But this rain chilled me.

I held my veins, scratching at the skin, legs curled on steel
bleachers while I heard in the distance speakerphones
belting out, "Sorry we have to close down, we appreciate
you coming out."

I hugged my arms against a small tree, asking myself,
where were you?
I needed arms not made of scaly bark, arms not resistant
to pain but overflowing with understanding.

This rain soaked me.

It soaked me until I decided no longer to hide and head
home instead right across the street. But as I sprinted through
the dewy field, a haze overcame me, grey fog blinding my eyes.
The rain continued pelting down so hard that my heart moaned,
"don't push me down.... please".

Finally, I was facing the front of my house. One step,
and I had to step back. A line of cars all with frenzied
windshields running wouldn't stop for me.
The storm started to hail. So I covered my head with my
pink sandals as my hair knotted itself behind my hood.

I didn't wish to speak anymore.

I wished for it to rain again but this time take me down,
flood my soul, and wash me far far away where I wouldn't
be able to hear the cacophony of words once more.

And as quick as the storm drowned me, it ended-
the skies opened up with clouds bursting from their darkness,
but I couldn't open up my heart again. Leave me in this darkness,
stop my eyes from looking around and speechlessly asking....

why I had no one to tuck me close.

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Written 6/27/13 @ 9:16 pm.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Jenni Marie

    Judging comment:

    "Just when I think I have seen it all from Mary-Anne, she goes and writes something like this. This is without a doubt not only one of my favourite poems of her's but also one of my favourite poems that I have come across. I adore this.
    "and a voice that sung of a loneliness never answered."
    "listening to hearts being broken."
    These were two of my favourite lines, particularly the first. It reminds me of someone so lost, so filled with despair that they think they will never achieve happines no matter how much they may strive for it.

    "But this rain chilled me."
    "This rain soaked me."
    I was fond of the sublte repetition here, keeping the theme of this dark and dreary weather and matching this person's mood and days, and I enjoyed how the repetition was only slight, and not worded precisely the same at both points.
    "I didn't wish to speak anymore."
    This takes me back to the mood and tone I felt at the beginning of the poem when loneliness is mentioned and it begins to tie the whole poem together in such a melancholic yet beautiful and elegant way.
    "and speechlessly asking....why I had no one to tuck me close."
    This is heart-breaking and something no-one should ever have to ask themselves, and I really can't think of a better way to wrap up this heartwrenching and haunting piece.
    I wish I could say more because I'm truly touched and awed by the detail and attention that has gone into this poem, but I doubt my words could ever fully do this wonderful poem the justice it deserves."

  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    WOW!! This is just amazingly powerful, and the sadness is deep and sits with me...I cannot explain how this poem swept through me, and touched me inside.

    I want to comment on this, stanza by stanza but I would be here all evening and I don't even know if I can post a comment that long (is there a limit on comment lengths, like does it stop you after so long?) anyway, there's me rambling.

    "I wished for it to rain again but this time take me down,
    flood my soul, and wash me far far away where I wouldn't
    be able to hear the cacophony of words again"

    ^^^ But I shall say that this stanza, was the most powerful and amazingly literate piece and it really got to me...I read it on FB and I was instantly blown away, so I had to find what piece it was from....

    You are an amazing writer, and an amazing person too...and this piece, well I really can't comprehend it...

    Love this!! x

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