I saw you crying
in the blue
with eye wide open
to accept
the real life,
the bitter truth
about me,
my hasty step...
The tears
so helplessly
touched ground
in desperation
something change:
the seasons,
power taking,
wounds,
the feelings
suddenly emerged…
I saw the light
in every drop
before it lost
the shape
in swoon..-
the trees,
the chroniclers
recapped
the water path
on face of moon…
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Sometimes the truth can be bitter indeed
ReplyDeleteI agree with Mr.Pat! Nice blog following!
ReplyDeleteTears have that power , can change lives.
ReplyDeletenice...really like that close on the moon...and sometimes those feelings just break you know....and crying becomes a nice release....
ReplyDeleteCrying helps to vent off our emotions..of grief and sadness..nice lines. Loved the poem .
ReplyDeleteTears can be so cathartic, love the image of the water path on the moon.
ReplyDeleteLove the images of this moment, what was seen…
ReplyDeleteoh that moon close is right up my alley... was just painting the moon...smiles...and tears are such a good release for those pent up emotions...
ReplyDeleteThe moon sees all, I think; and hopefully after the tears will come some kind of renewal and refreshment, which the moon will see as well.
ReplyDeletea poem of thought.. so many things sit inside building... they need release...
ReplyDeleteOh poignant and lovely....especially "the water path on face of moon".......
ReplyDeleteI don't know .. I get angry when someone creates pain to enjoy how it plays out, no matter how luscious the description. Very interesting placement of this witness, so we can forget it--almost--by the end.
ReplyDeleteThanks for all comments! Enjoyed very much! Warm wishes!
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the imagery in your poem, especially the idea of the trees as 'chroniclers'. A touching piece, humbird!
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