Joey Jones


My Tears are Ink


My tears are ink for the lines I write
about this friend I miss this night
a soul to which my spirit rhymed
couplets were we, perfectly timed.

Alone I am now, a single line of verse
penned deeply in melancholies curse
an endless caesura placed in the way
between my tomorrow and my yesterday

As these tears dry about the friend I adore
I know about him I can compose no more
with my life's own story I must move on
renewing myself with the breaking dawn

His memory I shall forever find here
within this poem written with my tears.


© Joey Jones 2012

Submitted: Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, July 31, 2013

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