All River Sage Sonnets
Something there is about a withheld tear,
Something much important yet unsaid,
Some message undefined and unclear,
Some urgent missive unheeded, unread.
Something there is about a tear unshed,
A vibrant sentiment unexpressed,
Or like a lethal wound which has bled
And filled the ins and outs are neatly dressed.
Or feeling inexpressible by words,
A saber which has not been yet unsheathed;
playing havoc with innards
Like toxic air inhaled and unbreathed.
There is something about an unshed tear,
Which may be full of promise or of fear