Seeing through the eyes of others

poetry and writings based on the truth of life. Everyone sees through their own lenses. Trade glasses with someone else and view your world…and theirs. I write personal, I write upon request and not limited to one area, genre, or style

beauty

  • What we see…

    The photographer catches the sunlight resting inside a dandelion’s crown, each seed a little star, each fine filament holding the morning’s promise or the last golden breath of evening The poet sees it, too: the hollow stem rising faithfully from the earth, the green leaves gathered low beneath it, the flower lifting its bright face… Read more

  • Louisiana tears of the Sun

    It was an ordinary Louisiana day, the kind that begins quietly beneath a broad blue sky. We moved gently through our work, putting things in place, gathering what was needed, and sharing the small moments that make a day feel full. A soft breeze moved through the air, carrying the sweetness of honeysuckle and the… Read more

  • She too

    She is an earthly queen wrapped in shadow and silk, possibly a witch, possibly a vampire, possibly something older and more powerful than either There is something in her presence that feels ancient, untamed, almost holy as though she carries the light, yet darkness shines withinShe is a protector, though she does not always announce… Read more

  • Mysteries of the sea

    The wind, the waves, the gulls;they all know who she is.The ships along the shore, the vessels in the harbor, all fall silent in awe They watch her, but dare not disturb her, at her presence, they bow in reverence She is the oneShe is the trueShe is keeper of the wind and sea,the thrill… Read more

  • Where you are

    Across the prairie, sawgrass leans and sways,The wheat, the canola, beans all bow to the windThey move like they know something we don’t,A slow, easy roll beneath that big ol’ sky.Manitoba, wide open, farther than the eye can hold,A beauty that weren’t made by human hands.Flat country, road after road, straight on through,Where every line’s… Read more

  • before thy, we do…

    She wore it, very literally, and as it draped at her throat, and pressed to her chest: It listened It learned the very beat of her heart, the count between breaths and the exhales of firmness It has become one with her very being, and as it changes hands and ownership it carries the echo… Read more

  • Elated Amazement

    I’ve never in my life seen such beauty,such perfect harmony in creation,and I am absolutely amazed. I am astounded, ecstatic, elated,and I cannot even find the words. There is no vocabulary enough for me to saywhat this vision has awakened in me, and I do mean it quite politely. This young person, this lady, is… Read more

  • Trapped in silence, with only the white noise pressing in around her, she had no way to escape what was happening. She was locked away, abused, hurt, and destroyed, hidden from view while human trafficking took its toll on her mind, body, and spirit. She was treated like something to be used and discarded, made… Read more

  • Yes I am thine forever

    Flower by flower, she answered, petal by petal, a softer language grew between usWhat began as a single bloom became a quiet devotion, a patience laid gently over skin and silence Each blossom found its place as if it had been waiting there, each one a small yes taking shape in the lightI watched love… Read more

  • She Breathes

    The beauty of the Creator and her amazing beauty is only ever a glimpse;  a fleeting taste of something vast, mysterious, and beyond earthly design: Hers is is a glory that could only be born of Heaven itself Her creations unfold as living expressions of that perfection her grace woven into form, love etched into… Read more