I lay in bed as dark found light
and watched the rain
beating to the rhythm of my breath
I listened to the song
As I lay, time fled
and pictures of my shadow life
mouthed silent words
to me
That face saw me
in the mirror it raised
and spoke of now
But I could not hear
I saw the rain pool on my arms
as I lay
I counted the drops
the splash, the trickle
My life is rain
My face the drops
whose trickle flows
downwards to splash in
my river of time
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Love Letters Through Time
Context: Grace (Gráinne) Gifford, was a participant in the Irish nationalist struggle against British rule, which led to ‘The Easter Rising’, Easter Monday, 1916 in Dublin, Ireland. She was betrothed to one of the leaders, who were due to be executed the morning after being taken prisoner. Joseph and Grace were married the night before in his prison cell. Joseph (Seosamh Pluinceid)) was one of the leaders of The Rising, a signatory of the Irish Proclamation and, in death, a revered Irish hero. These are my imaginings of ‘her’ final words to him. I include a few words in Irish Gaelic as the movement that led to the rebellion favored speaking Irish, instead of English. I would wager a guess, as they were both poets and writers in the Irish republican movement that she would have chosen to marry her love of country with her love of him in expressing her devotion.
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Comments (3)
Beautifully captures the introspective and reflective moments of life.
lovely song...i could almost hear the music!
This has such a quiet, reflective beauty to it—like watching raindrops race down a windowpane while lost in thought.