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

wishes

  • Remember

    The words are fading The writing has come undonePages loosen from the heart and drift across the dark water: The separation of heart, mind, and soul has happened I am drowning; it’s all drowning Ink dissolves beneath my fingers, and every sentence becomes a current. I am left to speak but I, too, will succumb,… Read more

  • Grief, Stages, Truth, why?

    There are no five stages of grief. The stages you heard of or read were written for people who are dying, not for those left behind. I am from Oklahoma, where the land is steady and wide, yet nothing in me felt steady after that five months, six days, twenty hours, and forty minutes ended… Read more

  • is no more

    I carry the sound of vanished roomsthe warmth of tables I cannot return toand the names that still live softly in my mind I walk through the day with a broken lightas if every step is a question and every silence is listening back There is no map for this kind of ache only the… Read more