Weeping Girl

Your tears do not become your eyes.

Would my guitar weep in their stead

to drench and drown the shade that tries,

and charm a smile when woe has fled,

the fingers of my restless hands

would dance to soothing sarabands.

Reviews

[andrew mitchell]

An excellent piece of flowing poetry. Loved this! Well done! impressive!

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, Andrew...
You are very kind!!

[A.K. Simon]

Its simple yet beautiful. I want to be able to make poems like these for my book openings.

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, A.K.!!

[Lyingwithlions]

Well done! Music can no doubt, bring confort to an acheing soul.

Thank you for sharing! :)

[Terry O'Leary]

So very true...
Thank you!

[terry smith]

I love the way you write!! it is inspired!

[Terry O'Leary]

You flatter...
I enjoy...
Thank you!!!

[wordman]

wow,a great piece terry,loved it

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, Wordman!!

[wordman]

you`re welcome

[....................]

a wonderful offer written beautifully...i thought of Jeff Healey's While My Guitar Gently Weeps as I read this... well-done

[Terry O'Leary]

That you would be reminded of such a beautiful song is very flattering!!! Thanks...

[Cherry Pepperweb]

This was incredibly beautiful. Wow.

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you Cherry!!

[marcus]

beautiful! That was awesome!!

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you Marcus!

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful and sensitive words.
https://youtu.be/F3RYvO2X0Oo
Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you Coyote!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.