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Forever A Hold On

Yesterday a funeral blocked my streets They passed their silent tears to me On window glass reflecting them in rain So soon to sob roots outside the pain Of the last closing stone — Where memories are in flowers thrown Has a heart in heaven a new name? Or is beloved just beloved for beloved's sake? As ones grieving overcast by their cloud rawing I saw rain as a comfort in the body —

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CayCay Jennings

Date: 5/31/2025 7:31:00 PM

Another poem of depth seeped imagery, a real 'feeler.' You deliver, you deliver! Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Alesia Leach

Date: 5/31/2025 5:00:00 PM

Paige, this is heartbreak etched in glass and rain. “Has a heart in heaven a new name?”--that line stopped me. You’ve captured the delicate ache of loss with such lyrical tenderness, and that final couplet… “rain as a comfort in the body”--it lingers. Grief becomes something sacred here, held gently between line and silence. Absolutely beautiful.

Sotto Poet

Date: 5/31/2025 4:24:00 PM

A reflective poem. In its tender and moving description of loss, this poem brings people together. We pray for a revival of souls.

Yann Rolland

Date: 5/31/2025 7:01:00 AM

so emotional reading, thanks poet

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 5/29/2025 7:45:00 PM

An emotive write!

Bj Legros Kelley

Date: 5/29/2025 5:07:00 PM

Paige, I remember when JFK died, on his funeral date it was raining and overcast where I lived in California. I was only four, but the rain was so deep in our hearts, we were all just shattered, even us little children. The rain was so fitting as we watched the funeral on tv, everyone crying as the rain poured down outside our home, I felt like even heaven cried. I so felt your poem to the core of my heart as you stirred that old memory. 61 years later, the memory brought tears. Great poem <3

Nette Onclaud

Date: 5/29/2025 4:10:00 PM

i find this to be soulful with symbolism of rain as tears... poignantly stunning, paige

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/29/2025 12:48:00 PM

so interesting the rain like the tears and equating the sorrow to your own feelings. Well done.

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 5/29/2025 6:03:00 AM

Dearest Paige, like rain on glass, each line a quiet ache, a reflection of loss and love that never quite lets go. I felt grieving of the funeral, the weight of memories tossed with flowers, the comfort of rain as it mingles with grief. Your words hold space for sorrow and tenderness. Spring Blessings, My Dear Paige, Daniel

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 5/29/2025 1:31:00 AM

A deep thoughtful poem. I know grief but never shed tears. Pity the rain did not help.

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 5/28/2025 9:14:00 PM

This is a sensitive, emotional poem that unites humanity in times of grief. May there be renewal of spirit.

Tom Woody

Date: 5/28/2025 3:29:00 PM

That last line resonates. Most of us lament the rain, but the dead feel no moisture (or anything else). Better to feel rain on the head than nothing at all