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Widow's Tears

Tears were running down her face, streaking make up once applied carefully, to look her best; beauty mattered til he died. Fashions change but still she wears mourning clothes: a dress of black; veiled, she never looks at men; dreams her husband's coming back. When she dies I pray she finds, after waiting all those years, faithful love was not in vain: recompense for lonely tears... written 30th July for Constance's Three Stanzas contest

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Deborah Burch

Date: 12/6/2016 2:22:00 PM

Well, Jack. What can I say...other than I hope so too. Well done. Big Hugggs. Cap'n Deb

Phyllis Babcock

Date: 9/1/2016 3:45:00 PM

So sad you can feel the sorrow in this poem. Nicely done Jack. Fall is upon us and leaves are starting to turn color. Not looking forward to winter. Hope all is well with you. love phyl

Scott Thirtyseven

Date: 8/19/2016 9:58:00 AM

So well penned, it touches the soul. Best of luck in the contest.

Judy Ball

Date: 8/16/2016 8:58:00 PM

WoW! Such a beautifully expressed and poignant piece. Filled with understanding and empathy for the pain of another. Great job. Congrats. God Bless, JB Thanks so much for your kind words on my "Smokey, Faithful Friend To The End". Been gone awhile and didn't get back until now.

Christine Saputo

Date: 8/2/2016 8:13:00 PM

I have felt the same emotions as the widow in your poem. I lost my husband 7yrs ago. But I am finally starting to fully let go. Congrats on your win! Peace and Blessings! :)

Charlie Smith

Date: 8/2/2016 11:02:00 AM

So well done Jack, congratulations...

Kelli White

Date: 7/31/2016 12:34:00 PM

Amazing. I truly love this Jack.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/30/2016 7:05:00 PM

wow,Jack., GOOD stuff here. I can always count on seeing a GREAT poem from you, my friend. Too bad you don't visit us here more often.

Paul Callus

Date: 7/30/2016 5:33:00 PM

Truly sad and lovely all in one, Jack; I am sure that it will appeal to Constance...her type of poetry! Regards // paul

Nette Onclaud

Date: 7/30/2016 4:45:00 PM

profoundly done with deep lines, jack... i did something similar to this; yours is btter!..huggs

Sara Kendrick

Date: 7/30/2016 4:00:00 PM

Ahh!! Very expressive and emotive..My mother said her mother wore black from the day her daddy died until her mother died..She was left with five children from ages 6 months to 12 years old to rear on her own..Thanks for the visits to my page..Sara

Jan Allison

Date: 7/30/2016 3:37:00 PM

Oh Jack this brought tears to my eyes - reminds me of a friend here on our Island who has never got over the loss of her hubby and she said she will never ever find anyone to replace him as he was the love of her life. I know Constance will love your poem :-) hugs Jan xx

Reason A. Poteet

Date: 7/30/2016 2:11:00 PM

A touching piece, well-written. Tis a sad time when we lose anyone we love but especially a wife or husband. Perhaps in time, she can use her loss to comfort and befriend others going through the same crisis. That would be earthly recompense.