Weep Show

When weeping won’t wane,
And a whine turns to wail,
When pouring one’s heart plain
Transforms to travail,

A strange sort of break may
Occur in the soul –
The floodgates of faith, they
Do one over-bowl.

Vast mountains of misery
Move just a smidge;
Forgiveness calms waters
Gone under the bridge.

‘Tis then that one’s weeping,
No mere sorrow show,
May move on to reaping
To best what we sow.
c2017 by Linda Ann Nickerson

Adapted by this user from vintage artwork.

This poem was posted in response to these prompts:
April A to Z Blog Challenge
National Poetry Writing Month / NaPoWriMo
Meme Express: “water under the bridge”
Writer’s Workshop: “break”


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  1. Enjoyed this! "Forgiveness calms waters gone under the bridge." Now there's a truism!

  2. Linda, have read a couple of your postings over this challenge, and truly enjoyed each one.. the words just seem to flow and the quaint illustrations you pick for each, just perfect...
    I need to at least end the month with a poem (being April!!)

  3. You spin words into pictures. Beautiful <3