12:45 a.m. and I love the rain
when it comes like this
hard and steady on an August night
the light of my cigar glowing
as I stand beneath the eaves,
Maker’s Mark in hand
completely in command
of my existence,
unencumbered not lumbered
with anything more than
this moment in time
this rhythm this rhyme
this feeling divine,
the rain wiping clean every last thing
so a new day awaits
with no fate no destiny
and the story I write
after this night in
the rain that I love
at 12:45 a.m.
32 thoughts on “12:45 a.m.”
Fantastic, masterful free verse. You’ve set the scene: the sights, the smells, the sounds, and everything sensory about one moment in time.
Thanks! I’m considering going through a Hemingway
phase. Except for his ending. That sucked. 😛
It felt like I was watching one of those black and white movies…where the narrator tells the story that draws you in, the rhyme and the rhythm pulling you further in, till the last line when you realise that you are drenched by the rain, awaiting the next chapter of the story.
Thanks,that’s a wonderful comment! Though to be fair I was standing under a tiny roof, so I was wet, but not drenched, haha. I love the black and white movie comparison. It kind of felt like that.
very magical word flow..
thanks for sharing..
Glad you enjoyed it! It felt very good to write.
Wonderful poem……loved the way you captured that moment……
Thanks, it was worth capturing!
enjoyed your taste of poetry.
Thank you very much!
Beautiful, contemplative writing. I could see your cigar glowing in the dark as I watched you from my porch down the street.
Well heck, you should have come on by for some Maker’s Mark. 😉
Of course that would have made it a different poem, haha.
smooth! tq for sharing and glad to be of acquaintance through thursday rally.. my posting this week.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2011/08/04/strength-of-faith/
Thanks 5-L, I’ll ramble off and take a look at yours as well!
Nice work buddy!
Thank you Sir! I wanted to capture the moment of calmness and serene, as well as that feeling of possibility, that the whole world lay before me just waiting for me to choose.
Good poem – I like what you write.
Thanks very much! I just added this a few minutes ago.
I love the rain, and I like the way you capture this moment – for some reason, maybe it’s your choice of words, I can almost hear and feel it. Nice.
Thank you very much, your comments mean a lot to me. The piece came from a very personal serene place, so it is moving when it touches others as well.
Cool. Makers Mark and a cigar = great combo!
A very great combo! Cigars courtesy of a recent trip to Cuba, some of which you can read about here as well.
I absolutely felt the tranquility of your moment in time and even sensed the faint aroma of cigar smoke. I happen to enjoy a good cigar from time-to-time, dependent upon who’s smoking it. Oh, and I love the rain. Yes, the simple things in life really do bring us the greatest amount of joy.
Thanks Kay! It was a very tranquil and a very whole moment, I felt completely at peace with myself. I’m glad I managed to capture it, not just to share it, but because I find myself going back to read it to relive the moment as much as I can sometimes when I’m feeling not quite so peaceful.
“unencumbered not lumbered” – well written poem!
I loved the atmosphere this poem projected. I felt as if I could hear rain outside my window as I read this, very nice. Specially liked these lines:
“this moment in time
this rhythm this rhyme
this feeling divine”
Put a smile on face, thanks. ^^
Thank you! It was a pleasure to write. More and more I am learning to let things come until they feel right.
I loved this poem -;)
I’m very pleased to have won the Perfect Poem Award for week 50 for 12:45 a.m.
It’s a piece I felt really good about writing, and that sits really well whenever I go back and read it.
Thanks for all the appreciation and glad to hear that others enjoyed it as well!
Congratulations and well done, Ken! 🙂
Thanks, and right backatchya! Congratulations!