Squall


..
She blames the rain
{again}. A gain of drop
on skin; a loss of
something more.

The sky is broken
open, full of bruises,
old songs. She’s
waiting for the sun

to sigh, tell her how
to feel again,
kneel again,
calm her storms.

..

Prompted by today’s Quadrille Monday over at dVerse, where I am hosting. Come play! 

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34 Responses to Squall

  1. thotpurge says:

    great image of the sky full of bruises and old songs…

  2. Grace says:

    I love that waiting for the sun – kneel and calm her storms ~

  3. I like the longing in this, and the hope of healing.

  4. jillys2016 says:

    This spills beautifully and that title is perfection!

  5. frankhubeny says:

    Our internal storms affect us more than storms outside of us.

  6. Charley says:

    She’s
    waiting for the sun

    to sigh…
    calm her storms.

    This is breath-taking (the way it is originally, not with my ellipses)! It hints of history, retelling the story, reliving the pain…. The hint is where the poem lives.

  7. Ω says:

    This is wonderful — especially that last song. The sun should absolutely tell us how to feel. What a natural thing it is, a medication even. He is the ultimate healer. (And can he throw in an oily shoulder/back massage too? [Thanks in advance, Sir.])

    I love the double meaning in the title. Also the idea of “gaining” in drops, which is more of a loss than a gain — unless we’re talking about lemon drops. (Please say we’re talking about lemon drops. [Don’t you think the sun should “rain” candy {and that we could actually eat it}?])

    I love that line break after “loss of,” which kind of turns the phrase into “loss soft,” which is a beautiful, delicate pain. … Ooh, but also, if you wrap that line, you get “a loss of fun/phone skin.” This may have to do with a love-affair with a phone sex operator, or it might be about a breakup (over the phone) or some other such frustration. Something ending in tears, nonetheless. Oh wait, “a loss of something more” has to do with not being pregnant, or having a miscarriage — perhaps an adoption falling through, a newborn dying. (Do you remember “Praise You in This Storm”? Angie Smith? “Bring the Rain”? I’ll post all those links on my blog in a minute.)

    “open, full of bruises” … This is brilliant. I have never thought of a pen as being full of (liquid) bruises, but that’s exactly what that black and blue stuff is, isn’t it? Man, you’re smart.

    “She’s old songs.”
    “She’s sold (noun or verb) songs.”

    You’re really good, sweet pea.

  8. I respect that we are not supposed to know exactly the cause of the storm here. I love the lines “the sky is broken open, full of bruises” and “kneel again,” so simple and impactful.

  9. I like that broken open sky. What does that open us to? Something too big, I think. And I like the bruising imagery.

  10. welshstream says:

    Just love this and like other think the ‘broken open sky’ image is a stroke of genius

  11. MarinaSofia says:

    Ah, yes, weather mirroring our moods or influencing them, the sense of bruised, broken self-esteem, desperate wish to return to a calm which perhaps is no longer possible… as you can see, it puts lots of thoughts into my head.

  12. “…The sky is broken / open, full of bruises,…”. This is wonderful, as is the line break in these lines to add another dimension.

  13. kim881 says:

    I love the echoes in your Quadrille, De (rain/again; broken/open) and the lines:
    ‘The sky is…
    …full of bruises,
    old songs. She’s
    waiting for the sun

    to sigh’..

  14. kanzensakura says:

    Lovely De. I love the longing and the hope in this. You are truly the Queen of Quadrilles.

  15. I think I might have said it before, but nevertheless, that you can write from third person so it feels like first person… and I love the bruised sky (or fear it)

  16. I’m reminded of the song lyric “The sun will come out tomorrow …” Your words are emotive.

  17. ghostmmnc says:

    Waiting for the sun to come out. Sometimes, after days of storms and turmoil, just a little sunshine can make your spirits lift. 🙂

  18. Glenn Buttkus says:

    Excellent illustration for the prompt, a stirring tribute, ballad & song–read it several times.

  19. sanaarizvi says:

    This is absolutely breathtaking!❤️ Especially love; “The sky is broken open, full of bruises,old songs.”❤️

  20. Sumana Roy says:

    Bruised sky definitely helps to feel & kneel & the storm calms. It’s time for the sun now. Lovely.

  21. Love the images in this, De–that broken sky, the drops that just take a bit out of you. Thanks for a great word for the prompt.

  22. Waltermarks says:

    I’ve had those stormy relationships. It’s almost worth it when they’re gone.

  23. Janice says:

    Very evocative, this line especially: The sky is broken
    open, full of bruises,
    old songs.

  24. lillian says:

    This is beautiful. I especially like the second stanza…imagery of the bruised sky is so telling for the message of the poem.

  25. colorfulpen says:

    Simply beautiful. I love the bruised sky and the hopefulness of the healing sun.

  26. Misky says:

    Your second stanzas are so strong lately. Nice bit of writing, De.

  27. Feeling an urgency for healing….so well weaved…!

  28. Imelda says:

    evocative indeed. 🙂 Beautifully penned.

  29. qbit says:

    Well, OK, that was fantastic.

  30. merrildsmith says:

    I really like this–so full of longing and hope. Wonderful.

  31. Sabio Lantz says:

    Pain and gain in the rain, awaiting refrain: bright and cheerful.
    May it come soon.
    Very pointedly clear. Thanx

  32. Bryan Ens says:

    Love this! The use of internal rhyme is fantastic, and the tie from weather to emotion is perfect!

  33. Mandie Hines says:

    Lovely

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