Best Wiped My Tears Poems


Premium Member In Praise of Doorsteps

I think of sunsets I have seen
throughout my many years
from doorsteps where in quiet thought
I've laughed and wiped my tears.

The doorstep is a thinking spot
a place to share my day
with loved ones God has given me,
an altar where I pray.

For children it's a special seat
for rest when school work ends,
where snacks and many laughs are shared
with kindred-spirit friends.

For teens it is a meeting place
where games and dates are planned.
The simple structure serves us all,
according to demand.

Great praise is due life's doorsteps, 
both intangible and seen,
and all the portals fore and aft
for all they truly mean.

published in the book Expressions of Faith (Christian Faith Publishing, 2017)


posted 11-7-15

May 2017, placed 5th of ten in Ironic Zinc's Your Personal Favorite Poem Contest

entered in Brian Strand's Mid-June Premier Contest on June 13, 2017

December 27, 2018, entered in Mark Toney's Poetry Marathon, Mile 5

October 13, 2020
Contest Title: Have You Published Poetry Contest    Placed 2nd
Sponsor: Line Gauthier

Unfortunately

you are a very fast car headed for a brick wall
and i want to ride
you are a beautiful hell-bent guilty
feeling i have inside
you are a fistful of strange pills in my pocket
that i finger constantly
you are a bottle full of dark red wine
i want to drink compulsively

you i could never save
but i'm done playing superman
i never knew how to fly, anyway
i only ran
i'd like to see
what messes we could get into
and watch how we get out of them
i'd like to stick around for just a little while
then run away again

you are the badly written poem
that's been hidden deep for years
you are the bad friend i could never count on
yet you held me and wiped my tears
you are the ominous storm clouds
slowly blocking out the sun
you are the horrible wreck
i just can't turn my head away from

i see the worst of me in you
and the worst of you in me
we mirror each other tragically

A Prayer For My Wife

A Prayer for my Wife


Now I’ll tell you all the details if I can keep from sheddin’ a tear
Last night when it got late and really quiet around here 

I got down on my knees, crossed my heart and began to pray
And in the darkness between me and God, here’s what I had to say

I love her so much Lord and I just don’t know what I’d do
I’m afraid that she won’t make it, that’s why I’m coming to you

Here with my heart open, at your mercy down on my knees
I’m begging’ you with every heartbeat, Oh Lord hear my pleas

I don’t know what your plans are or what you have in store
And I know I don’t deserve her and that she deserves much more

And don’t misunderstand Lord, I don’t assume any obligation
For your bounty in our life has exceeded all our expectations

But please allow her to live and me to be a part of that life
And I swear I’ll make this beautiful woman proud to be my wife

And if it’s not in your plans Lord then I pray that you take me instead
Cause’ I can’t live without my love, I’d be better off dead

And no excuses for my past Lord, but I’ll do better than I’ve done
I ask you only this, my lord, in the name of your Son.

I wiped my tears as I said my amen’s and prepared myself to stand
Stepped up next to your bed and began to caress your pretty hand

I stared off into space as all the memories came flooding in
Reliving each and every moment, over and over again

And as the first rays of sunshine, streamed in past the curtain
I felt an overwhelming peace calm my mind and ease the hurtin’

I felt compelled to kiss you so I pressed my lips to your face
And it seemed the room was filled in the beauty of God’s living grace

And you slowly opened your eyes and smiled for me to see
And I knew the Lord my God had given my sweet wife back to me


Aladdin

You freed me like a genie out of a jar
I never thought it could go this far
But you are my Aladdin
Who came to rescue me all of a sudden

I was in the dark, you came and….
Took me out to the light
I was a lost child but you wiped my tears….
And vanished away my fright

I owe you so much; I’m in your debt
I could never repay you, whatever on saying I kept
You showed me the way, you are my guiding star 
But please promise that you’ll not….
Put me back into that jar!

You are my princess, you are my jasmine 
You in my heart always have been  
Promise that you will forever stay
Promise that you will never go away

Promise that you will hold me tight…..
On a cold night
Promise that you will never let me….
Get out of your sight
Promise that you will never let go of my hand
Nor leave me in the dark alone, where I used to stand



1/23/2015

A Glimpse of Light

My rueful spirit was gowned in a silken shroud of white.
Was there no chance my penitent cries had been heard?
I searched his pensive eyes for the palest glimpse of light,
then he wiped my tears away. His heart had been stirred.


Four line poetry contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Posted: July 27, 2020

Premium Member In the Grass

Intimations of Immortality (excerpt)

Though nothing can bring back the hour

Of splendor in the grass, glory of the flower

We will grieve not; rather find

Strength in what remains behind

                                         William Wordsworth


I sat  to write a contest poem,
Kept hitting an impasse
When mem'ries of the brother I lost
Came through as clear as glass
As minutes turned to hours,
I relived them one by one
More than once I wiped my tears
At all the things we'd done
The time got by me quickly
Reminiscing for a while
But once my tears had all run dry
I then began to smile
I'm glad he will remain inside
Until the time I pass
And when death comes, we'll both relive
Our "splendor in the grass"


   3/26/23
   Daniel Turner
   Steve Turner 1954-1996


Missing Piece

i sit here thinking about the days.
remembering the time we first met.
i was crying in the rain,
feeling the water and the pain. 
until you came, and wiped my tears away. 

you were like an angel in disguise, 
you never ever fail to make me smile, 
you were a stranger in my world, 
but you made me realize my worth 
when you touch my hand
i know that you understand. 

I feel so safe whenever i'm with you, 
the way you hug me tight when i feel blue. 
you are just like a dream come true. 
i wouldn't need anyone else but you. 
and from now on i offer you my heart.. 

so i thank you for coming into my life,
for bringing the sunshine and making me feel alive. 
you made my life complete, 
baby, you're all i need
you are my missing piece. 





PS:wrote this 2 years ago. i had this poem hidden and reserved for Mr. Right. :-)

Premium Member Without You I Am Lost

My friends at poetrysoup 
Keep pushing me on
I stop to take a deep breath 
And Daniel Larson might say "What's next"

I'll write about a bird, a sea gull 
Circling our Wyoming earth
Vince Suzadail Jr. might comment
"Come on you can do better than that" 

Alright the buffalo outside my door
John Loving III might say
"Him again "
"We've heard of him before"

I'll write about my rocks
And Carol Brown might say
"Come on give us something
To knock our sox off"

Bob Hinton said, "Best to you"
But wait were those the words
Or was it 
"At least try to do your best"

Karen O'Leary said, "I Missed you
Hope you had a wonderful holiday and_"
Here I held my ears,
I didn't want to disappoint her, and I wiped my tears.

Mike Falatico, Jimbo Goff
Christie Mills and Earl Brown too
They all work so hard
And I talk about the zoo

I love you all, You are my family and friends
Or I would never have tried to write
This silly little poem 
And not worry about being sued

But your encouragement 
Helps to move me on 
Without your honest words
I'd not get any enjoyment from my works.

Cile Beer

I really do get encouragement from your comments. 
And I try to do my best to help keep our poetrysoup family
strong. Thanks for all your help. God Bless, Cile

Premium Member A Father's Tears

When she first came into this world, I had teardrops in my eyes
Rocking her to sleep at nights, was sure to make me cry
With my pinky held in her hand while a bottle she was fed
The moistness came to my eyes every time I put her in the bed

When she first took the bus to school, I wept like a little boy
The emptiness I felt that day mixed with a bundle of pride and joy
The courage that my little girl showed with pigtails in her hair
Filled my eyes up with tears - when she returned they still were there

When she had her first recital, I held a hanky in my hand
There were tracts of tears upon my cheeks as I would clap and stand
She curtsied in her tutu and blew a kiss at me
The water works would not turn off – but that’s no mystery

When she first got her diagnosis, I tried my best not to cry
But when my little girl said, “It will be alright”, I couldn’t keep them dry
She never complained about this turn of bad luck that came her way
And when I couldn’t be as strong, she always wiped my tears away

When first I knelt beside her grave, I had no tears left to loose
I would have followed her to heaven if that was a choice that I could choose
Now I only weep in private, in her room late at night
My world encased in darkness, since that day I lost my light
© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Under The Rain We Fall

Can't believe we met
In a place never been set
Can't believe we get
Drops from rain and got wet.

Raindrops in your head
I wiped and dried with open hand
You thanked me and touched my head
I blushed with my cold closed hand.

Never thought we'll get so closed
In an instant we felt up close
You wiped my tears rolling down my nose
I pinched your nose colored rose.

Dancing in the rain
Wishing it will never end
Playing under the rain
Hoping nothing comes to an end.

If I ask you now
To choose someone to be with you
Will you let me know
The lucky one to stay with you?

You winked three times
Telling me I'm the one
I winked five times
Showing you, you're the only one!

Eternal Love

Dazzled by the sizzling beauty
Of  butterflies
I plodded through
Th saloon of the flowers and flies.
I reached a
Narrow dusty path.
Now the garden 
Is an unclear dot behind me.
Its trying to attract me
To its inclosure of magic
But I cannot enjoy
These flickering happiness
Which lasts half a second.
I have to reach the love
Which is lullubies for me
I have to reach my grandmom
Who waits for me
With her affectional eyes.
I have to be in her caring hand
Where I find relief.
Alas!
Its dark around me.
The sky turned fearful black.
My vicinity grown 
Into a dreadful ebony.
The terror in me
Set its music.
 The tears in myeyes
That aimed at the ground
Began to outflow.
I shrank to the edge
Of  the track.
Suddenly the lilt
Of  sorrow and pain
Was removed by the new music.
That’ s the flying sound of butterflies.
Those seem to be 
The footsteps of my love granny.
That sound is nearing me .
The soft hands of  grandmommy 
Clutched me to her
And her guarding hand 
Wiped my tears .
Yeah,
I am in my destination
I am in the ardour
For which I waited.
© Ashly Raju  Create an image from this poem.

Rastaman

Walter Rodney
One evening leaving the bamboo hall
Stood me
Impaled with questions
Die me
To the dead colonial dreams
Wiped my tears of history
And showed me
Rastafari wading through the flood
Making new footprints on old mud
Giving Africa a second birth
Telling heaven to a carnal earth

All I had known before
Was umbilical lessons from the drums
My heart
With the rhythm of languages lost
The dart
Of affliction quivering in the heart
The totem of resistance to the frost
Traced the dreadlocks to the Mau Mau
Far short of Canaan and the Nazarites law
Brought by Melchizedek from forest deep
Rastaman walking while children sleep.
Scree Bertram
Who remember him
Setting pearls before us
Blankets made of bulrush
Where the blackheart man could not find us

Only the troubadour
Could open the gates of Zion with his songs
The Idren sang here and passed on
O Bob, my dear Robert Nesto Marley
The children have not danced so long
The street is such a silent place
Filled with weary feet
We long to dance again
The sound of the Rastaman
We long to hear
The sound of abundance of rain
And see the Rastaman
Standing in the lightning
And giving praise
Yet though the Black Starliner delays

Premium Member My Love Cars

My love cars





My first rendezvous 
was Honda Civic iVtec
black automatic,
1799 cc, 4 cylinders 
130 bhp, torque 172Nm,
Stole my heart 
speed bound no limits,
Left me for a new owner.

Shunning loneliness,
Magnetised by 
his macho shape 
and pearl white colour,
Graceful eye to eye
luxurious costume,
I let his lusty belt
embrace my waist,
One button start
and we were together
Adrenaline gush
to a four by four,
Off road 
over tough terrain
wondered his guts....
2800 cc, 4 cylinders
178 bhp, torque 350Nm,
Pajero Mitsubishi 
my passion SUV.

Five years later 
as it betrayed,
My heart cried
Grief of parting .....

Toyota Fortuner
my next fortune,
D- 4D, inter cooler 
Turbocharger 2982 cc
168 bhp, Torque 343 Nm
Walked into my life
tough milky white,
Hugged me dear 
wiped my tears,
My next love 
its exquisite walk,

I try to escape those
Green eyed monsters
those road runners....

One Land Rover
Range Rover evoque
is now eying at me,

Waiting for 
another heartbreak....




Written Dec 30th, 2015
For contest "Write about cars"
Sponsor - PD A


Awarded 10th place win

My Favourite Pastime

My Favourite Pastime

I long for a cozy blanket
Secure and wise.
As warm as a down filled pillow and a snuggly five year old.
Never alone or adrift,
My memory stands, with my favourite past time.
It extends as far back as the ends of the earth or heaven sublime.
As deep as a murky ocean with foamy tides, rising and rising as far as time.
My favourite pastime,
How you have comforted and wiped my tears.
I sink in gratitude
On a couch or a bed.
The day ahead looks better.
The worry of yesterday forgotten in wonder.
I grew up in your arms, words that eased my heart never lost.
Where was my mom, I never asked, though her willing arms were left outstretched.
As soon as the teenage years hit, my confusion twisted like dust mixed with dread.
I could have curled and mopped in my bed but I picked you up, quite ruffled and pulled with threads.
Now,
I come to realize.
I clutched this pastime, not as a pastime, but my lifeline.
A father, a mother, a soft bosom. Your words dripped long and deep in my heart. Like the sweetest honey it eased down and filled my soul.
Now,
I know my idea of heaven complete would have aisles, stacked with wisdom. 
Now,
I pass on your gifts and read with my child.

Yesterday's Youth

Bunch of high school memoirs 
Way back when I was young
The frowns on my face
Repeats my yesterday’s youth
Cried on mom’s shoulders
Came back to what I need
As she wiped my tears
Caressed my sad fears
I had plenty of high school friends
We tasted drops of rain
As rainbow lighted up
Built our memories again
When dreams visited at night
I dreamed to be a grown-up
To see myself what I am today
It all simply explains
Dreams were seem to be right
Way back when I was young
I was starving for truth
Wanted to uncover the mask
What the world could offer for me
I didn’t understand
How petty fights turned to war
But as time changed me
I should know it by now
Found myself mumbling
I wish I could go back to my youth
Way back when I was high school
My world was too bright 
But everything remains…
Time runs too fast

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