The Tear

A Poem By Bernadette // 4/20/2009

A golden droplet,
Or perhaps silver,
Swelling up,
And falling out.

It curves over,
Every line,
Through the midst of pain,
Or the wonder.

Glinting in the light,
Or glowing in darkness,
Still rolling over,
A shadowed face.

I see you cry,
And mourning still,
And from your eye,
Comes the tear.



I'm lost. I've gone to look for myself. If I should return before I get back, please tell me to wait.

Anna | Mon, 04/20/2009

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

Floating, lyrical, lovely.

Floating, lyrical, lovely. And sad! I like sad poems. Gorgeous.

"Courage is being scared to death and saddling up anyway." - John Wayne

Bridget | Mon, 04/20/2009

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya


just beautiful
"There's a differnce between food and a meal."
-My bro and I have no idea what it means either

Keri | Mon, 04/20/2009

Wow. Bernadette, this is

Wow. Bernadette, this is beautiful.
"Sing as if no one is listening;
Dance like no one is watching;
Live as if you will die tomorrow;
Love like it will never hurt."
-Old Irish Saying

Clare Marie | Mon, 04/20/2009

"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

Hmm. I like it. It is kind

Hmm. I like it. It is kind of sad, but also vague, so, it's hard to form a particular emotion on it....except that I like it. Good, good, good, good.

"...And I'm Lukas, his evil spawn." my brother introducing himself, after my dad.

The Brit | Mon, 04/20/2009


This was soooo lovely!!! Beautiful!!!!! Your imagery is very well done!

"Out of doubt, out of dark to the day's rising,
I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
To hope's end I rode and to heart's breaking:
Now for wrath, now for ruin and a red nightfall!"
~Return of the King

Elizabeth | Wed, 04/22/2009


The Holy Spirit is the quiet guest of our soul." -St. Augustine


Beautiful! And... soft. Yes, that's the word. I love it. ;)
(and Pierre and Maggie)
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"Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you would have appeared to them otherwise."
--The Duchess

Hannah W. | Wed, 04/22/2009


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