The sky is crying
once again.
Her tears drenching the ground
on which we stand
Saltless water running down heaven's face.
quenching the droughted chasms
of my heart
I mingle with the astranged drops
... I tell each one 'hello'
for i know each one by name, by now
The sky
She is crying again,
and THIS ground,
and this HEART,
soak up every
last
drop,
before the sun dries up,
and dries away her tears.
Never know when the next rain will come...
will the sky just sniffle? breathe?
or will she sob?
Will she drizzle, little by little, squeezing her eyes shut, hoping the tears won't come?
Heaven only knows!
And so my earthen heart
is soaked full-
to the brim-
overflowing
and
complete
Until father sun parts her clouds
and his rays apear...
and burn up
my dry,
wilted heart
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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The emotions and imagery in this piece is heart wrenching. (I hope this is imagined.) Thanx for sharing, sis. Write on. One.
Dez
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Tiffy, you've out done yourself once more. Your writing just keeps getting better. The imagery you use each poem you write is so great. I love the part
" The sky
She is crying again,
and THIS ground,
and this HEART,
soak up every
last
drop,
before the sun dries up,
and dries away her tears."
It just shows how one's heart is being poured out.
Ray -
Ah..what a great immagery is built to reveal the pain of the poiet..Indeed a beautiful use of the metaphor here bringing the beauty over the muse of the poet with wo wonderful poem..well done...
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