Cry

I want too desperate I lost the ability my river has dried I am only clay

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Curtis Johnson

Date: 7/7/2021 12:25:00 AM

Hi Aurore. I see and feel this so very vividly. So few words have emptied a dam and the rivers run dry. Over the years, I have seen much of this in the lives of people. Blessing.

Mahtab Bangalee

Date: 6/29/2021 10:59:00 PM

Barren the land; tears now salty ocean; drinkings nowhere good to survive~

Besma Riabi Dziri

Date: 5/6/2021 4:01:00 AM

The human nature is ever on a state of ebb and flow! What is important is that we gain from our pain.. a deep awareness of what is going inside the soul is a huge step of the soul growth! Wonderful poetry! My deepest regards and blessings.

Arturo Michael

Date: 4/21/2021 9:31:00 AM

Until the next rainfall...Nice one.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 4/18/2021 9:24:00 AM

Sometimes even when we need to cry the tears don’t come. This is a poignant piece. Hugs Rick.

Harry Horsman

Date: 2/25/2021 6:13:00 AM

For Clay, your wonderful poetry sings a beautiful caring tune.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 2/22/2021 3:36:00 PM

So poignant!

Demetrios Trifiatis

Date: 2/18/2021 7:20:00 AM

Profound my dearest, Aurore! Although tears have tried up and one becomes clay, we have to be hopeful with the transformation since it was clay that God used to create us! Suffering may become the source of our wisdom! Great writing, my friend, Blessings!

Sand Blown

Date: 2/18/2021 7:05:00 AM

...one deep write....time currents can sometimes be as an unpredictable breeze ......stan sand

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 2/18/2021 1:44:00 AM

Succinct but full of deep meaning. ~~