BURIED IN TEARS Buried in tears I spread my angelic wings Ready for the unknown Buried in tears My lips let out The dangerously unexpected scream of joy Buried in tears I vowed not to ever take my freedom for granted

I step onto the train Remember the first time he made me cry Because he asked if I wanted him to sit with me And I felt safe saying no To ride alone with my own thoughts   It is the last scheduled tonight I…

Sorrows   The leaves come tumbling down. Leaves come tumbling down. Come tumbling down. Tumbling down.   Like my tears down my face. My tears down my face. Tears down my face. Down my face. My face.   There are sorrows unknown. Are sorrows unknown….

I HEAR YOU Don’t speak, precious one. I hear your cry a thousand miles away, the silent tears strangling your throat, burning your eyes. Come, young or old, and lay your head in my arms. My lips against your cheek, as I have so often…

The origin of tears Because we began as rivers stretched supine along the slow-carve trace of sea-flow — because we stared up into the chronology of light and into the faces of saurian beasts who saw in our liquid musings only themselves — because the…

She never knew a mother. She heard of love… From some customers… In the heat of their passion. She felt none. Then he came to her. He only spoke with her. He wanted to save her. He tried, she was changing… Her freedom was in…

Eden’s Labor   Glaring at the rusty clock, measuring minutes between her contractions with such a fragile hand she wrote them. Her pain would be no more.   Groping into the dark of night, beginning the thirtieth hour. no warrior could fathom such a strength…

My Tears Virginia Carraway Stark Pitter patter rain drops Falling this morning With my tears As I hear that you have Left this plane You were always full of love And you A sweet light The mother of my mother You were beautiful Pitter patter…