Teardrops on the Feet of Strangers

My heart played notes
inside the margins of time
in repeated sighs
while the world kept rhythm
on my self-esteem
with the feet of strangers.
Still, last night
I wrote lines about life and love
that whispered come dance with me,
kiss away........
my jaded words of anger.

I raised my glass to life
then ran
from the very air I once breathed in
and called a masterpiece,
because each breath I took in
made me stand tall.
Until, I found I had been feasting
on teardrops telling me
I had gone astray
each time.......
they'd start to fall.

You were there all along
singing I love you
underneath my skin
while each breath I took
cried out
inside the margins of time perfectly
and my heart played notes
until my teardrops dried
on the feet of strangers
walking.......
on the heart of me.

Author's Note

Artist: Karol Bak

Reviews

[Dean]

Stanzas one and three are killers...and that is a compliment. I would suggest "inside the margins of time" even a more effective title. Not only is
it a beautiful metaphor (of which you seem to have thousands) but the use of
it would not detract from the impact of your conclusion.

Loving my visits to your page.
-Dean

[Aidz]

:) I s all I need to say Neva

[Droll Prole]

"My heart played notes
inside the margins of time
in repeated sighs
while the world kept rhythm
on my self-esteem
with the feet of strangers."

Great way to start a poem, kept me interested and reading all the way through. Im glad there was an upside in the ending.

[emmajoy]

Beautiful, sighed a little sigh at the end where you discovered you weren't alone, that life and love was more than it had seemed. How strange the lack of self-esteem, the feelings of never being good enough, yet those, yours, mine, anyone's, are self-inflicted. Sometimes our own words, yours more often, show how it is, says amen at the end of it as if closing one chapter in life, starting another; discovery made, ' You were there all along ~ singing I love you ~ underneath my skin '

You've set me thinking, Neva .. you so often do. You've written words so thoughtful and sincere, you've framed that beautiful picture .. the two make perfection.

[bluessadmood]

such beauty..loved the feelings of anger..and despair
with some more work here it would really stand tall as you say
yes with just some breaths and sips of life..i am feeling great again
and it goes on..each time i close to the top,i am trampled on again
and tears swells again..only i knew the game long ago,and had no more tears
i stopped reaching up,my eyes always dried ..and i was so tough
weaknesses i loathed,no strangers allowed no more near
i stood tough all time ,though so vulnerable all inside
its the old game with life..and i will never understand it
how i loved the thoughts
lovely write

[Ascending]

The ending helped me understand this poem. This is an awesome poem though.

[Rene Velez]

always beautiful in art and prose Neva, you are a flurry of emotions and thoughts. wonderful work..

[Poppie Mira]

you really know how to play with words. this poem rocks! ! !

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Simply amazing... you brought that picture to life and gave it feelings with your creative gift.

[Leslie Philibert]

Good writing, what I like is the stylistic purity, this writer knows what she does well and delivers classy, romantic poetry.

[EMF]

Just had to come back for another visit. Yep. It is that good. That's why I bought the book