Editor’s Note: Carolyn Donnell wrote this poem long ago, but feels its just as appropriate today. I agree.

Tear Fall                                                                              

At The River mixed media by Bea Garth, copyright 2014

How can there possibly be
any tears left
in this overworked factory
of passions and feelings
they call a heart.
And yet,
here I am
again.
A waterfall of emotions,
unending,
cascading
down the cliffs
of my mind.

by Carolyn Donnell

Note: Carolyn Donnel is a versatile artist. A past musician, she has been writing novels the last few years, and has been writing poetry since the sixties. Two of her novels are: BLOOD WILL TELL and DEEPER COLORS. Both available at https://www.amazon.com/C.-S.-Donnell/e/B017GGDZTI/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1479357901&sr=1-2-ent

Bea Garth is a painter, poet and ceramic sculptor. She won 1st prize for painting at the 9th 2016 Art/Slant Showcase.

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