Long Teardrop Poems
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Those tears will start to flow and ease the pain
That stabs the heart and slowly overflows.
And as a river rises with the rain,
The soul will feel that fullness as time grows.
And filled with sadness, teardrops ease their way
To flood the eyes and saturate each cheek
Then often wiped away as if to say,
Unburden me to find the peace I seek.
Where do tears go when each is wiped or dried?
As raindrops, do they quickly disappear?
Or are they trophies of the times we've cried
For our recoveries from loss or fear?
Each teardrop joins that river in our life
That helps the soul stay full in times of strife.
In the wind, I hear her laugh,
A nervous giggle – so sweet and wild.
On the night, skies soft and bright,
Quivering with stars, lit by a spark from God.
In the leaves, I hear her and remember…
Just yesterday, she was alive and so gentle,
Filled with her dreams – promises and belief,
Never questioning the peace that comes to those…
Who simply see past the sun’s joyous kiss,
The sun who sets with a bliss…
Secreted beneath the sapphire twinkle, starlight,
Reflecting the music of a soul, a life cut short…
By the passing of a thought, the fugitive is love,
Love spoken into the night by a never setting sun,
Sun so true and bright, sun coughing up the words…
Grief that will never quit.
This is the ceaseless grief, falling through the seas,
Broken by those who see past the settling of a teardrop,
Against the melancholic backdrop of yesterday,
Where there were those who could never believe…
There in the setting sun was an everlasting memory,
In tones of grace and love, shining so the world can see…
Forever, in the wind…
I hear her laugh and remember when –
She was not just the overcast, the shadow,
Fading gracefully beneath a never setting sun
A sun intent on growing grief.
I am every second
of everyday gone by.
I am every time
I cried out and
questioned "Why?"
I am every teardrop
That has ever streamed
Down my face.
I am every person I lost,
and then tried to fill their place
I am every mistake
And regret of my past.
And every relationship
That just didn't last.
I am every laugh
and smile that crossed my face,
I am every stunned look
Of awe at this beautiful place.
Without every low,
And without every high.
Without everything
In the days gone by.
With every loss
and with every gain
And with whatever life
Has brought my way
With all that's happened,
Up to this day,
It has all helped me
Become
who I am today.
3/26/2019
While November pleads with the heart, a sense of pure praise stills the light, comforting the rising rhythms of trembling beats, the cadence of autumn seeping into winter… by poet
In the doorway of November, still and quiet
Listening for the first flakes – silent
Soft and feathery snow, motionless on the night
While the bursts of stars peak and wink,
Beneath an enchantment, so startlingly white…
In the entrance to November, healing
Each heart wrenching burden,
Urging the freedom, blazing with eloquence,
Pouring out hope on the purpose of a winter’s
Knowing, bursting with frosty whispers,
Melancholic and remembering…
At the start of sweet November, softly
Breathing out the poetry, the psalms the praise
Arising in the fiery moments before words
Know the promises, the promptings, the pieces
Of a heart, a soul, a spirit…
Arising on the starlit moments, wishing
On stars, glistening in the skies, heavens alive
Like the alabaster sighs, rising, rising…
In the heady grace of a November day,
Blazing like the pangs of grief,
Stifling the wings of a poet’s need – starving
For the way to say what needs to be said…
Pouring out feelings, blessings, regrets
Meanings that remember where we were,
What we said…
Before November started to bring her rest,
Before she cried, before she begged
From the music of a teardrop, startling
The easy flakes, blowing in
Winds of light, wings of faith, on slivers
Light, wispy as crumpled patches of snow,
Falling, blowing, blessing away the drifting
Griefs, the seething, burning
Echoes of moments before November spun
Out of control and startled the heart,
The feelings, the belief….
That fated moment when November sees
Light falling, blessing, erasing
The gray and soundless echoes
So we can see… the still, cool grace
In November’s presence,
November’s p r a i s e … praising the Creator
Of all those November days!
Whispering, often hushed –
through oaks and pines,
jaded hopes, inviting – the music
of a prayer, free as light, glimpsing –
yesterday, breaking through the spirit
intimate and buttery as the sun,
risking every breathless talent –
portraying each smile in a gentling touch
Kissing away the past with a kindness
gasping, sighing, soothing away
each teardrop, the dew in all its delight,
sliding tenderly along the petal, blessings
inspiring the music of the air, brisk in autumn,
soundless, in peaceful prayers,
reminding the spirit to listen to the stillness,
the embrace of a life, bruised by the endless…
need for a moment when the color of hope
wasn’t written on the promises of my laughing
gust, the music – far too magnificent, harmonizing
with sun’s tender spark, night’s soft dark – zephyr song
Expand your waves of beauty
Every single leaf of fall has a thousand tears in them
Let it go and be free with me...possibly...
It's getting dismal and dreary outside...unlike a gem
Keep on getting judgement from everyone
I wept bittersweet tears before I became undone
The sun is shining bright as usual
Today was fun and you're beautiful
Possibly, today has something great in store...
You love me like you never loved me before
You love me like you never loved anybody
Pretty much out of luck with these waves of emotions
That crash against me hoarsely like a million oceans
I am kindly breathing the fire of desire in my long-lost lungs
My spirit within me is speaking a thousand tongues
It's as if double doubts took away all of my faith once more
It's as if you haven't a clue what I am talking about anymore
Drunk on half-hearted hesitation tonight
My heart has sunk below the sea of might
High off of the fumes of your sheer farewells
I am under a few spells of heavens and hells
Here goes my helpless heart as it beats to and fro
Out of your lovely, charming arms for so long ago
You gave me liberty
In my mere captivity
Hm, my dear, possibly, perhaps maybe...
You'd be my eternity...the thought of it frees me
If only my heart wouldn't beat in awful vanity
You're my destiny and you know it already
You will clearly see
That my sad grief
Will be turned to glee
And lovely relief
Darling, hopefully,
You'll be with me
This fantasy is in my head...let's make it a reality instead
I'm just a teardrop away from getting rid of the dread
Quiet ... to ... Hush ...
Quiet ... to ... Hush ...
The Butterfly wings gently over the flowers
As the Flute whispers in the wind ...
Soft ... to ... Gentle ...
Soft ... to ... Gentle ...
The Goldfinch warbles its song across the lake
And the Strings add their rhythmic hum ...
Mild ... to ... Mellow ...
Mild ... to ... Mellow ...
The Crickets click their heels as evening falls
While a solitary Drum holds court in melodic bass ...
Rest ... to ... Calm ...
Rest ... to ... Calm ...
The Trees sway in cadence with the breeze
So, Too, the tinkling of Bells chime in their harmony ...
Caress ... to ... Love ...
Caress ... to ... Love ...
A Teardrop warms its cheeky path
For the Symphony has touched a Heart ...
Mom in teardrop
Memories on cheek
A moment in movie
Moving emotion
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I need those tearjerkers
I need to feel the past
Not merely leave it
All behind
My mom’s not in the ashes
She’s in my heart’s cache
Dreams and reality mix
A cross upon my mother’s chest
Have I left that room
I have room left for joy and sorrow
An elixir I drink during the holidays
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Dad’s legs move him
Once again in someone else’s car
He goes where he doesn’t want to
But he’s still glad to be with family
Is he still back in hospice
Waiting for Mom
To die
To kiss her one last time
To collect her rings
Which he pleasured to give her
When he proposed and married her
Did I tell you, he proposed on the railroad tracks?
It’s Christmas Eve
Time stops us in our tracks
A baby born, a Son executed, our hope
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My mom’s middle name
Burning like fever in the spring
our love affair was on the wing
then drifted away on the summer wind
now I'm thinking of you
how good it used to be
holding on to precious memories
and every teardrop has a tale to tell
every teardrop fills a wishing well
changing like autumn leaves that fall
your love it comes and goes
then melts away with the winter snows
and I'm dreaming of you
things we used to do
holding out for those eyes of blue
and every teardrop it blinds reminds
every little teardrop brings me back to you
would that I could
say the words to mend
the heartache heartbreak
of this summer's end
Breathless smiles pour over the seas
Enchanting oceans of beautiful memories,
Soothing graces, forever embraces –
Whispering light into the darkest nights,
Firefly inspirations, soothing and kissing nocturnal
Listening to the silence, sensations of hope
Kindness in caresses of June dusk, erasing all the loneliness,
Playing in rhythmic moments, challenging
Hearts to love like no one on earth has imagined,
With love so alive it makes hearts abide
In truths, promises, feelings – precious remembrances
From that last broken heart….
Passions and praises, prayers for penetrating
Grace, calming like the peace of a river, focused
On rearranging the destiny of a teardrop,
Flowing like melancholy, with quiet reflecting stardust
Promises, arranged on the tongue, lulling
Flames of joy through the spirit’s waning, indignant
Gentling, flames vibrating, trembling with hope,
Laughing like the insanity of a dewdrop leaking light
Over the sanctity of a blessing, the miracle
New life erasing the dusty morning, the wind
Blowing back the Autumn’s noise with a soothing
Sense of amazement…
Working out the feelings, the blessings –
Hues of tenderness, affection singing through the veins
Awakening the star studded moments, the secret
Thought, hope glistening in quiet tears,
Faith growing like the ocean’s beneath a hurricane
Bawling like lavender bruises on a heart who heals
When love touches the spirit, remembering
Crying with the elation, the moments of pure bliss
Pouring from a silent shadow, a sincerity
Who realizes that it is only God who can heal
Destroy the dark and shine a light of fulfillment
Through a life who dances, reflecting
The wonder that comes from believing…
A prayer, a heartfelt prayer –
Decides that true joy comes from sincerely
Believing, receiving the forgiveness
Like healing – His hand covering the spirit
With redemption, remembering
Grace like rain, falling gently, caressing and revealing
What it means to listen to His sigh,
His kindness falling tender over each smile,
Erasing all the dread, embracing the faith
Believing that love is the answer to each prayer!
Forever – I’ll praise Him – Forever
I’ll praise… Him, the One who has saved me,
The amazing – the King, the forever that abides within!