The Tear

Solitary foe
escaping through
the window
of my soul
declaring woe
and no one
knew
the bitter cup
was full?


Dawne Olson

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grief, heartache, loss, pain, poem, sadness, soul, suffering, tears

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  • Cyril Marchand
    Cyril Marchandalmost 4 years ago

    … Soul is living and needs sometimes to get his curtains and windows wide opened for breathing ….
    As when diving our bottles of oxygen are our best friends…. Sometimes our soul is diving.

    Beautiful way to say “stop!”
    ….
    Unless I did not understand as perfectly you have done with my poem Dawne ! :-)

  • linaji
    linajialmost 4 years ago

    I am so glad I was compelled to come to your site and read this!! I am enjoying the interperatation from Cyril! Dawne.. this is magnificent.. in so little words.. you convey what it is like to squeeze out the last of the ever loving cleansers.. I love to cry when I need to.. xox

  • Larasolnishko
    Larasolnishkoover 3 years ago

    Bill has beautifully explain us how diamond hearts made….The heart has to be under certain pressure…interesting…

  • Vasile Stan
    Vasile Stanover 3 years ago

    Beautiful poem Dawne, you’re condensing the beauty of your soul in one tear drop, not the last one for sure, albeit the cup is full… but how it is to be otherwise, unless your soul feeds back from that cup, yet never to empty even after our end of journey here.

  • Thank you so much for commenting on my writing!! It is always appreciated to receive comments on any of my work, but a real treasure when someone takes the time to read my writing. Especially when the remark shares something special about the reader! Thank you Vasile. xx

    – Dawne Olson