Seen through many lenses

poetry and writings based on the truth of life. Everyone sees through their own lenses. Trade glasses with someone else and view your world…All of us are selective sinners….We choose the sins we are comfortable with, and judge others that commit the ones we're not comfortable with.

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  • to whom it may concern

    sorry… I’m sorry… that’s like throwing a plate on the floor and the ceramic bursts into 1000 pieces,,,, SORRY will not put it back together! apologies, mending, weaving, creating, rebuilding, fresh water, fresh food……. I’ve been thinking about what you’ve been going through, and I need to say this clearly because you deserve to hear… Read more

  • Truth, not embarrassing,

    Being dependable quietly became my identity, and somewhere along the way I trained myself to swallow my own needs so I wouldn’t disappoint anyone. Not my parents or Grandparents, but people: MaybeChurch folk who never found good in any or always had to gossip, complain and whine like nursing babies on dumb-titsOrFolks in the community,… Read more

  • The prairie or The heart

    The wind does not argue here; it instructs!It moves across the plains like a careful lecturer, measuring its sentences in grass and dust. Red earth keeps its counsel beneath our feet, iron rich and quietly persuasive, a text older than any syllabus We learn by looking outward first, fence lines, weather, the patient geometry of… Read more