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

pain

  • We all face it

    The house no longer holds their presence, their spot at the kitchen table, and the chair in the corner is empty, the fragrance of that person is now gone The hospital bed, along with hearts and lives are empty, and thusly a piece of the lives that loved them passes too We have memories, strong… Read more

  • 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

  • People, yeah!

    There are always going to be people who misunderstand you. Some, no matter how carefully you live or how honestly you try to explain yourself will meet you with disdain.There will be criticism, judgment, hurtful words, and sometimes rumors that have no business being created or repeated. Yes, it is natural to want to set… Read more

  • Age, loneliness, empty

    Loneliness is a promise the heart made and no one answered. It settles quietly, waiting for a voice to meet it in the spaces between old conversations, in the wind crossing a cold, gray field The horizon presses flat against the earth, wide enough to make a person disappear.Seasons pass without asking, carrying off small… 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

  • Sexually Abused Seniors

    Pocket Thoughts It’s real, it happens all across America and Canada and beyond. I’ve lost a grandmother abused in such vile ways, and a grandfather murdered in a nursing home while wearing a straight jacket, at age 89 and it’s disgusting and angering. Yet so many are tossed in the system and left by their… 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