Golden Tears

The clouds have dropped their golden tears

The earth enriched by them laughs
embracing the cold echoes of the winter
saying welcome to the increasing blue whispers of a dying year

They vanish ghostly lingering and
rooted

Hoping for new tears to shed and
a soul to revive

Poem by cspellot Art by lisa ellis

Conflicted

The tight rope of life
Pulls souls apart
Haunting them by thoughts of which to please you
You look silently to this drama
In which actors everyday play center stage
Tensing though not tearing
Inflicting deep wounds that steam silent cries
Beating fast now, then in slow burn
We survive, we rush, we sleep, we die… conflicted