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lospoemas
Matthew Stephen Valdés
United States, Oregon, Portland

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Tears

I'm not ready to hear the birds
chirping just yet.
I don't want to see the sun rise.

Let the morning bells be muted
and let the fog shield me from
the light of day.

Right now I want to keep filling
these buckets in my room
with all the proof that is necessary
to show you how much I hurt.

When I have one hundred
buckets of my grief
will it be enough
for you to believe me
when I say this tears me up?

Another bucket's full now,
and I would send it to you,
but I don't have any stamps
and I don’t want to get out of bed.

If I'd just let it go
I could stop this rising tide,
this river in my room
that’s drowning everything inside.

I've spilled too much on the floor,
just ankle deep now, but is it enough?
And, yes, I do have the stamps, okay
but I wish I didn't remember
where you lived.

Let the buckets overflow,
and let the roaring torrents rise,
so the sun can’t break the darkness,
and the birds can’t mock my cry.


Copyright © 2007 Matthew Stephen Valdés

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queenbeekiller Comment by: queenbeekiller - 2007-11-25 19:11
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I can really relate to this problem, it really takes me back to different times...
baballula Comment by: baballula - 2007-11-24 19:50
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very nice... As seeing by others' comments you've achieved it - the goal I believe in - sharing a feeling with others - we can relate. I personally like how you talk about tears in a not tearful way, and are still letting us remember our own tears. There it is, this strange numbness from pain, or the cold exploration of our own suffering. I like it.
angelheadedhipst Comment by: angelheadedhipst - 2007-11-24 19:03
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I can relate....I feel as though, perhaps, you and I have shared part of the same life....kudos.
pcjunkie181 Comment by: pcjunkie181 - 2007-11-24 13:40
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Nice write. This brings me to a time when i could relate to this, job well done.
ethelsmall Comment by: ethelsmall - 2007-11-24 11:09
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I really like this, and the imagery of the buckets of tears. Can totally relate.

Thanks for the comment, I think you're right, I tried to make it more poemy at the end, but I couldn't really make the start fit. Its more of a comment on my life than a good peice of writing lol. But thanks for your thoughts all the same x
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