I Slipped On a Teardrop- and Landed
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They trickled down my cheeks in steady streams
and blotting was no use, the dam gave way.
As tears continued, some fell to the floor.
I bent to wipe them- and began to sway.
I lost my balance, and my right hand slipped
upon the tears and somehow shoved my head
against a bench and stabbing pain set in,
while flashing lights appeared- in yellow- red.
It seemed I landed on a soft white cloud,
and angels kneeling all around me wept.
I was not frightened- just felt quite at peace,
like this was where all happiness was kept.
And on this cloud, I floated through the sky
without a care or worry in my heart.
But oh, the angels kept on weeping still-
I did not know where sadness played its part.
My tears were gone, and gladness filled my soul;
my heart was free of all my doom and gloom.
I felt so light and happy floating in the air.
Then, all at once, I woke up in a room
upon my bed with loved ones all around!
I had passed out, you see, but now was fine.
Intensity of sadness now was gone-
and slipping on my teardrop quite benign.
I had landed in an unconscious state
inside a glimpse of heaven, overjoyed
that heartbreak from my kitty that I lost
was there, but my strong spirit- not destroyed.
Those angels where I landed cried for me
and spared me my own tears to mourn my pain.
They helped me ease my burden, heal my heart-
embrace life's peace and happiness again.
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2016
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