Your Tears Slid Down My Face

Perhaps you recognized my dark suit in your closet

occasionally your tears have slid down my face

our hearts could be beating in the same rhythm as we speak

your ink has stained my mind, mine has oozed upon your eyes

wide divides with no spaces between the twists of alchemy

no quasi hyphenation counterfeit resemblances to simulate

24 carats of pure unadulterated compulsive purging of the soul

weeping in your tang of bitterness, crying in your soul

with pen to paper, tears to dust through poetic firmament 

smiling behind melancholy eyes ruminating inky connections

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing poem. Your poetry is getting more powerful and love the way you use the language.
"your ink has stained my mind, mine has oozed upon your eyes
wide divides with no spaces between the twists of alchemy"
I like the above statements. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Wow Coyote you've made my day with this review, thanks so much my friend.

[Sami Khalil]

"tears have slid down my face

our hearts could be beating in the same rhythm as we speak

your ink has stained my mind,"
I like those lines the most Frieda in this well penned poem...:)

[Frieda P]

Thank you my friend.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[Pete Langley]

There is no exorcism of grief, no purge, but your piece eloquently describes the small but perceptible relief in two people articulating and sharing the same hurt. Thanks for your insight, love. P.

[Frieda P]

How could one not, thanks Pete, always value your sentiments. x

[Renée]

Deeply expressed sorrow... something we all share at times.. tc Frieda

[Frieda P]

Thanks muchly Renee.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

This is a piece filled to the brim with angst and a sorrow that is quiet and throbbing. This piece wants to say so much about things, and through it, you have shown such a beautiful bit of tragedy. I love the imagery of the "spaces" and "divides" as well as the "inky connections"--very strong and pack a great punch! Well done, my friend.

[Frieda P]

I think on some level our ink connects us in a unique way, thanks Friday.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

I completely agree.

[redflutterby]

The sharing of a common grief. Two people who are scarred by the same pain. While others may relate to suffering, no one quite understands like a fellow survivor. As always you amaze me with your use of words. Your talent is humbling... x

[Frieda P]

Awh you humble me with your kind words Red, thanks so much for everything my sweet friend. x

[redflutterby]

You got me teary eyed hun..... thank you for all you are and what you do for me!! xo

[Frieda P]

♥