Freezing at night, thawing during the day, enough to, well , I don't know, don't know, don't know , but the pressure changes were something awful, causing the tears to flow up through my trunk , into my limbs and throat so , , well,,, , I bought a stainless steel spile and brand new drill bits , drilled a two-inch, two, inch, two, inch deep hole into my wooden sternum , and tapped the spile in gently, gently , gently, gently so that the tears would finally come out and relieve me , but , , eventually,,, , the season changed , and no more tears would drip out into the bucket , no more salt for salads and omelets , no more, well,,, , I don't know, don't know , know, don't,,, , , when I pulled the spile gently out , the hole was dry,,, I feel warmer now, but there's still room enough to stick a finger in
When’s your birthday????
At d’Verse, we were prompted to go to https://mybirthdayhits.com/ and plug in our birthdays. There’s a spot in the upper right-hand corner of the site to enter birthdates.
We were to pick at least one of the song titles that hit the charts at #1 on our respective birthdays and use it in its exact wording within our poems. We were free to choose more than one title and see where the muse took us! We were also instructed to give credit to the song titles and the artist at the end of our posts.
On the exact date of my birth, the #1 song in the USA was: ‘No More Tears (Enough Is Enough)’ by Barbara Streisand & Donna Summer
44 thoughts on “No more tears, or: (Enough is enough)”
Love what you did here… the form fits so well to the falling apart in tears.
Great metaphor, and the choppy form really adds to the tears (or sap) dripping out. This was so original!
💟 Tricia 💟 – thank you!
This is such a deeply poignant write! 💝💝
☺️ thanks, Sanaa ☺️
Such an original take on the song title, David! How did you happen to come up with that concept?
At the annual festival in Highland County, West Virginia many years ago during their annual festival, we saw maple trees being tapped and visited a sugar shack where the sap is boiled down. Have you ever been there?
nope, I haven’t, Cheryl!
it just seemed like an apt metaphor for what I was trying to describe…. it was the first idea that came to me…
I loved that – what a trip!
😘 Darius 😘
It didn’t speak to you and you wrote this!! (shakes head)
Yeah… I really do try to force myself to respond to all prompts, including those that don’t inspire me, because I’m trying to improve my writing skills. If I were only to write the way I want to write, I don’t think that approach would lend itself to much progress.
Wise words, David. Only we can push ourselves. ❤️