sadness is never the feeling

 

sadness is never the feeling 

but the internal intimate reaction to one.

feelings are never conclusions

but one can make conclusions 

about or from feelings.

feelings tell the story

that can't be put into words.

the conveyance is ever the effort.

but the communication unsupported 

with feelings

does not put one in the feeling state directly.

feelings are the hologram

while talk is trading cards exchanged.

hopefully you already have the one 

I'm trading for,

then you know what I mean

and maybe you feel the same way I do.

sadness has more of the fog

and less of the astute or the acute.

sadness has revisitation as an investment.

that feeling that leads to sadness

is brilliant in nature 

but displaced in emotional comprehension.

that feeling can be in depth impactful

outside the normal range 

of emotional display,

yet within one's capacity 

to embrace tragically.

feelings survive without having surface

just core in the broadcast radiantly. 

but sadness has a wardrobe of conclusions,

a closet of remembrances to either use 

or build upon.

sadness has evaporative means, 

while feelings germinate and bloom.

feelings are blessed while sadness is solace.

feelings will rise up and fly again,

but sadness lives a puddle's life,

hoping for the sun-up of some form 

of deliverance . . .