Crying During Acupuncture
Pricked at birth
The sting still hurts
Now my stiffened knee
is loosening
Now one tear falls
for two losses
A mirror speck
that holds the past
The tear my mother
couldn’t shed
The one my sister
couldn’t hold back
It swelled then slipped
like a clean drop of rain
Like a gem of truth
snapped from a necklace
Down my cheek
in undistorted release
A precious pearl
hard earned
________Colleen Redman / Poets United / Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads
December 11th, 2016 11:11 am
Sometimes after pain comes relief. And the tears of release are definitely well earned.
December 11th, 2016 11:29 am
Sometimes the tears are hard to let fall, but when they do they bring release to help one heal.
December 11th, 2016 11:31 am
It swelled then slipped
like a clean drop of rain… so well crafted.
December 11th, 2016 2:17 pm
This is a spectacular poem….the tears that could not be shed, finding release. The precious pearl, hard earned. Wonderful writing, Colleen.
December 11th, 2016 3:11 pm
My goodness this is poignant!
December 11th, 2016 8:03 pm
Perhaps tears shed carry away with them some the past, best forgotten, expunged from our memory. Those tears held by your mother or those of your sister flooding are theirs alone, you can do what you like with your own.
December 11th, 2016 9:45 pm
Beautifully done Colleen–there is something so healing about tears–
December 11th, 2016 10:33 pm
Down my cheek
in undistorted release
A precious pearl
hard earned
How droplets of tears can make it a lot easier in facing up to some dreadful moments!
Hank
December 12th, 2016 2:45 am
What a beautiful and deep poem you have made out of that one tear drop!
December 12th, 2016 4:11 am
Hard earned indeed.
December 12th, 2016 1:02 pm
Colleen, would you please email me at wildwoman2@shaw.ca ? Thanks, kiddo.
December 12th, 2016 5:36 pm
Another five star performance 🙂 That was solid.
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ZQ
December 13th, 2016 12:27 pm
I love the form and the content of this poem–the way the couplets go from present to past to report on multiple tears.
December 13th, 2016 12:41 pm
It swelled then slipped
like a clean drop of rain
Such a beautiful image.. yes, tears are hard to cry sometimes, and maybe we let them loose for all the wrong reasons.
December 13th, 2016 10:49 pm
This was great. I love the contrasts and the perspectives.
December 15th, 2016 12:38 am
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December 15th, 2016 7:06 am
Oh. Hard-earned for sure. Excellent work writing it down.