Tears

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Tears

The heart cries out
in pains of all choices,
the mind cries out
in angry voices.
The eyes cry out
in watery drops;
in any form,
the tears never stop.

The tears begin forming
down deep in the soul.
Then come the angry words
breaking ones whole.
They work their way up
and the liquid does slide.
The tears can’t be stopped,
they start from inside.


©1985 KMDavis-Scheuer (Age 13)

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The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

Luiseach’s Poems (27)

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