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Tears
Age 22-32, Durham/Apex, North Carolina, 1966-1976
-- This is one poem, in an autobiographical series of poems, that I posted here at WriteSpike. Go to my stories section for others. They are in chronological order. --
At first your tears
were like a doorway
that led me to you
a way to comfort you
something that drew us together
then your tears became an enclosure
that surrounded us
because when you did not want
me to understand -
your tears stopped us
and I held you in silence
toward the end
your tears were a wall
I wanted to reach you
but your weeping blocked my way
finally they were like the weather
they came so often and so full
I thought of them like rain
knowing that within an hour or a day
they would be gone
so before we parted
your tears meant nothing at all
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your tears stopped us and I held you in silencetoward the end your tears were a wall I wanted to reach you but your weeping blocked my way
This is so beautifully written and conceptualized. Tears (sadness) can be a barrier from love, from help to resolve, to be content or happy. Beautiful poem. -
Been there.
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Yes, I think it is pretty universal.
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Precisely unique! I love how you tie it all together with a depth that can be felt by many.
Thanks David: Tears are difficult to deal with and they can mean many things. In the case of my first wife, they became a barrier.