April the First – Day One NaPoWriMo

I’ll be sending off poems on postcards this April but I’ll still be posting a poem a day here. That’s the plan! So here’s the official start.

the tears start up and
so fly up the hands
the northern palm
fitting precisely,
one for each eye.
are tears secret?
are tears secret
no matter the cause?
kind words, fear
the endless uncertainty
the grace of sun
the blow of daily
yet up fly the hands
to hold back tears
strength of walls
will of rocks
what of the river?
what of the sea?