Tag Archive: tears

The Pace of Days

She waits.
now. Then
she cries

Chagall 2016

Not Much To Ask

She wipes her tears away
a soft fold of white tat
lace doesn’t daub well
merely smears the sadness
she feels, has always felt

She’d rather it rain down
blow a hole inside her soul
hollow out the echoes once again
blues – nothing but blues wash her
away to find lost paradise

Chagall 2016

The Morning After Eve

The hot water of the shower spray
feels great on her face, after
an all-night cry

Who knew such
a recurring but
fleeting thought
could provoke so
many tears?

Under the mist
she promises
herself today
will be no different

Chagall 2016

The Weeping Chicana

Her tears
in moonlight

Mercury atop
cocoa velvet

Chagall 2016

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