A Tear I'll Never Weep

When the last memory says

I have to remember

all the layers that whisper in these rooms.

My fingers become blind

to the passing warmth of years

my lips have forgotten

way too soon.

I always knew

the rambling name

of the nights when I smiled

at the voices of the stars.

This is when I felt the air lingering

inside of a time

when I knew I could stand

where you are.

Faded hours fall

from my childhood scars

like solemn words set fire in streams

to all I speak.

Still, I accept your arms

and give you all my love,

knowing.......

no breath of mine will sleep.

A knowing is left

like a sound subdued in my ear,

and I savor the notion

that your words lie underneath.

I read each line

one more time....until,

the end of us

is a tear

I'll never weep.

Reviews

[realmwriter]

Deep and painful/ I know these pieces are not your favorite to write but you are good at them Neva. It does a man, or woman, no good to hide from the pain, the weight of it will crush you no matter your physical strength. Your mental stability will only hold so long before the cracks under the surface begin to show through again and bury you under the rubble...! Awesome, deep, painful write meant to elicit an emotional response. In me, it has...!

[Bobbie Coelho]

Love;u/

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

love you too!

[The Lone Wolf Prose]

Such a bittersweet poem. I love how I, as the reader, am almost transported to this other realm...there is a feeling of suspension in this poem that is delicate as if hanging on that tear that will never be shed. Simplicity is a gem to this poem.

Keep up the work

LW

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Lone Wolf :)

[francis]

sounds like enduring and encouraging himself

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

'thank you Francis :)

[Ruth]

Oh yes! Neva, your work goes from strength to strength love, really does...this is sensational writing! xoxo

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Poppy :)

[Veronica Chandler]

Such an air of lightness at one with an intensity which seems to defy description. I feel as though I am carried on the warm, soft trade winds off to a far away time and place. I lay in the warm sand with a hand in mine drifting away with the clouds as they pass softly over head. Your skillful way with words seems to transport me every single time.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Veronica

[The 13th Eros]

What a powerful anguish of the remembrance.. the sense that there is something enduring even in the shadows and darkness of what was bliss. Beautiful...

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you The 13th :)

[The 13th Eros]

Within you are endless worlds of wonder.. thank you for letting us see your skies and seas.. xx

[rivers]

...always an evocative moment to read your heart speak..no matter the moment shared, it is always a moment I hear and feel my heart pound in the silent reflection of what I have just read...

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Harlon, so good to see you :)

[Dr. Wood ?]

the usual supreme write

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Dr. Wood :)

[quinfinn]

memories, languid and bittersweet...like leftover wine, still full of that rich bouquet but flat from staleness. you have always had a pen for the beauty of the word, Neva...and the heart with which to express it exquisitely. very sweet and superb write!

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Quin :)

[Jack...]

Very beautiful and filled with a desire for peace, a resolution to the memories, a desire for what is gone and a love unedlessly flowing form deep in the canals of the heart. Extremely nice Neva.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Jack ;)