lovely family visit
gentle tears at leave-taking
pleased to share such warmth
grateful for a vacay
and for boundless love
Tag: tears
poem: thirsty from the sweat I’m spilling
thirsty from the sweat I’m spilling
coupled with the tears
please be first to move ahead
and end these many years
lock the box and toss the key
and I’ll lay down to rest
’cause staring at the sky a while
is prob’ly for the best
poem: tears down a rock
tears down a rock
face stained grey
fresh soil brown
turned black
but flames, they dry the tears
a wreck – a poem
a wreck
over the bars
of the machine
crown of the head
inverted
sick taste of bile
the back of the throat
tossed by immutable laws
wet tears in eyes
an animal
—
Logan Bright