Category Archives: #tears

A HUNDRED POEMS – XIX

IF I were
a broken soul
who could mend me,
the cobbler
down the road?
With his crafty skills
and many tools,
the awl or maybe
stretching tool?
He would surely know
— should I go?
My shoes, so worn
but my soul so full
of these empty holes.
My Cobbler, sir!
Repair my soul
,insufferably I plead!


About Tears

i better gather
falling tears
in mid-air
a thumbnail
gently places
the weeped sorrow
than screaming
returning home
I am better gathered
into bunches of
bundled love;
more-so than tears
that have hit the floor

:: 03-14-2015 ::