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Crying Up
by Kyle Anne KishI'm wondering, wondering, wondering
why heavy laden tears must always fall down
and carry their dejected sadness
to sink into callused ground.
Why can't tears evaporate on cheeks
... fall up, toward sunlit sky,
be transformed into pastel glitter
and returned to face with delicate sigh?
And from there the soft caress
of soulful anguish one has faced
would reflect the thoughts of rainbows
and heavy heartedness be erased. 02/17/2007 Posted on 02/17/2007
Copyright © 2024 Kyle Anne Kish
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Rhonda Maneki on 02/17/07 at 06:43 PM Tears do go up as they fall - the heart lifts - I love this poem, Lovely Lady.. |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 02/18/07 at 12:44 AM What a beautiful sentiment. When I pass through some weary lacrimal baptism, I always call to mind that God catches our tears in His bottle. |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 02/18/07 at 01:21 AM Very well written Kyle. I'm impressed with the sensitivity! But why should I be, after all you are human and willing to share. Great write! |
| Posted by Alisa Js on 02/18/07 at 10:58 PM ...have you considered the fact these sad tears have to die to their sadness so they can rise again? in all their glory reflected in the breath taking beauty of the glorious rainbow??? Just like the tiny acorn gives way to the mighty oak....
just a thought...;-) |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 02/19/07 at 08:32 PM Too bad for gravity, otherwise our tears would nurture the air like the rain, which also falls down. Such a beautiful thought and so well said. Seems I've been doing too much crying lately, for someone I'll never see again. Thanks for the wonderful thoughts here, my friend - and sometimes, through the tears I can smile. ;-)
~Chelle~ |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 02/21/07 at 11:22 PM Kyle- as a champion cryer, I relate so well to this piece. I have often wondered where my tears go and if there is an endless supply :-( |
| Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 02/22/07 at 04:13 AM OMG, of course, why didn't i think of this? brilliant, and beautifully stated. PK |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 10/09/07 at 03:25 PM Love your re-invention of the natural world here-- tears on another planet--so beautifully simple and right. I love the way you move the furniture of our experience--toward light and soothing color. Rainbow of a poem, and even rhyming with lovely grace. |
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