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

loss

  • Seed, Fire, Hammer

    Words and phrases are not just sounds rolling off our tongues. It is seed, fire, and a hammer. Depending on how we use it, it can grow a field, warm a home, or burn down something that took years to build. We have become too comfortable saying, “I was just joking,” “That’s just how I… Read more

  • She counted the days, the hours, the weeks, the months, perhaps even the yearsShe sat before the mirror, studying her own reflection, yet the happiness she had expected was nowhere to be found. The joy, the esteem, the glory, the honor; none of it stirred within her. As a bride to be, she felt only… Read more

  • Memory, Tribute,

    Written at a time of National mourning, leadership, and sacrifice. Penned when Abraham Lincoln was assassinated….. O Captain! My CaptainO Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,’ The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting: But O heart!… Read more

  • Disorganized Chaotic Attachment

    Seeking love Fearing Love Sweet, conflicted heart, I know how it feels to want someone so badly it aches, and at the same time feel your whole body whisper, danger.One moment you’re reaching, the next you’re running. One moment you’re clinging, the next you go quiet. You might think you’re crazy, but you’re not. You’re… Read more

  • I don’t know what to do

    When someone says, “I don’t know what I’d do without my Mom/Dad.” I just stay quiet, I tremble, I get angry, I am glad they feel safe, I hurt!See, at 57 I’m still trying to figure that out. I don’t know how to explain what it feels like to live in a world where their… Read more

  • Dad

    He went to the hospital, and somehow the world decided it was allowed to keep spinning, like nothing had been taken, like nothing had been shattered. 2 People showed up with soft voices and rehearsed sympathy, offering phrases that sounded more like exits than comfort:“be strong,” “time heals,” “you’ll get through it.”, and my favorite… Read more