Sudden Tears
The open dictionary
The words waver
in the spotted sunlight
coming through the dirty window
11/27/19
Sudden Tears
The open dictionary
The words waver
in the spotted sunlight
coming through the dirty window
11/27/19
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Poignant. You never know when grief will hit.
Thank you. Sometimes it comes on, a big feeling of sadness, triggered by nothing, it seems, worse for being so unexpected, I think.
I’m so sorry.
Thank you, this poem was written in the past, so it’s not expressing current feelings specific to anything, though…seems to me lately I have been reflecting on lots of things (perspective changes galore these days, right?) and fragments of memory, or small sights, suddenly take me back or hit me in ways they would not have before. This is a good thing, but…thank goodness it’s not someting like so many others have these days.
I can really see this scene and feel these feelings.
I think you are describing eyes welling with tears, if so I can relate…
Yes. Sometimes the sight of an object evokes emotions and you don’t always even know why, or at least that happens to me.