Apothecary
He always collected
Her tears and
Stored them in
Beautiful glass jars.
She didn’t realize
That one day
He would
Drown her
In that ocean.
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He always collected
Her tears and
Stored them in
Beautiful glass jars.
She didn’t realize
That one day
He would
Drown her
In that ocean.
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Wonderful poem, great turn from tears in beautiful glass jars to an ocean where he drowns her
Thanks so much for the kind words.
I agree with Mike and must say I find most of your poems riveting, powerful and vivid. Thank you-I read in awe.
Goodness! Thanks so much!
Great images!
THanks Linda!
It’s like being stabbed with an icicle. What a poem!
hey that sounds like a poem! Thanks.
This one is marvelous! I agree with Jane. Keep stabbing us!
THanks so much!
The compression is wonderful!
All I can say is wow!
The images are chilling – glass jars of tears, being drowned in an ocean of tears! So much story told in so few words!
Stark contrast in images powerful