The Rain of Cold Memories

, , 12:48 AM


Image courtesy: Creative Writing Ink


In the darkest of rainy night
a street lamp found a girl
standing under a nearby tree—


—the rain of cold memories washed her through and through...




*Note: written for Creative Writing Ink.
Also linked in Poetry Pantry #64 and Thursday Think Tank #67.

14 comments:

Anonymous | August 28, 2011 at 1:12 AM

So short, but emotional, Neni.

Neni | August 28, 2011 at 1:36 AM

thanks Wanda... :)

Anonymous | August 28, 2011 at 9:22 AM

Hi, Neni. I like how the line "a street lamp found a girl". That builds the loneliness of that girl for sure.

Nice. :)

Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis Hall | August 29, 2011 at 7:56 AM

love it,
perfect wording and image.

:)

Anonymous | September 6, 2011 at 11:33 PM

Funny Bunny Fridays week 2 is open for humor entries right now,

Welcome in,

It is never too late to share a laughter with your peer bloggers.

Keep smiling.
Bless your Tuesday.
xoxox

Jingle Poetry At Olive Garden | September 7, 2011 at 9:11 AM

Poetry Picnic Week 3 is open for submission until Thursday, 1 to 3 random poems are welcome…

Welcome in, free and fun…


Glad to discover your poetry talent, hope to see you share.
Bless your Tuesday.
xoxox

Anonymous | September 12, 2011 at 2:15 AM

This is so short! To me, it feels more like an opening line for a dramatic story than a poem, and that is definitely NOT a bad thing! :)

Anonymous | September 24, 2011 at 1:27 AM

beautiful sweet poem.
i feel the first 3 lines build up towards the last line which twists into a powerful climax.

gautami tripathy | September 24, 2011 at 10:51 PM

Sad, poignantly beautiful..

divisive

Ella | September 25, 2011 at 4:16 AM

I like the street lamp found the girl, too~
Memorable and moody, just like those severe storms of childhood!

madhumakhi | September 25, 2011 at 10:17 AM

Street lamp found a girl: sad and very powerful. Your haiku leaves a strong impression on my mind.

Kellie Elmore | November 21, 2011 at 2:44 AM

This gave me chills. Not because of the rain, but the memories it flooded me with. I too have many of those memories that haunt me. This is just BEAUTIFUL! I have sent you a friend request on Facebook, I hope you accept!

Kellie

Neni | November 21, 2011 at 11:40 AM

Thank you, guys... :)

Kellie: Yes, I have approved your friend request. Nice to have you on my friendlist... :)

Unknown | December 6, 2015 at 6:45 AM

One of the most beautiful, haunting, harrowing images I've ever seen! It's an archetype. Well done! I sometimes think of it as Dark Alessa (from Silent Hill) who's escaped from Silent Hill (Hell) and from the tyranny of the games and the film to enter the 'real' world. But where does she go now? Who knows of her, or cares?

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