Her Eyes

gaping window

 

Her smile lifts her lips in all

the expected places, her

laughter chimes harmony at

appropriate pauses. But

her eyes – her eyes are empty

windows, unshuttered channels

to the brokenness within,

where the lights are never on,

and no one is ever home.

 

 

 

 

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24 comments on “Her Eyes

  1. Gallivanta says:

    Aww; that one is so sad.

  2. Caddo says:

    Yep, 3 years for me. Grateful the memories are only ashes now.

  3. Such depth to this poem, Melody. What a gift to assemble the right words!

  4. Melody, how beautifully sad she sounds. I love them both; this is a nicely matched photo and poem.

    Blessings ~ Wendy

  5. Lyle Krahn says:

    Powerfully sad but real.

  6. Pam says:

    I believe that poetry and the arts can touch some who are so hurting that normal channels of communication don’t work. An image, a poem, a dance, a song, can touch a hurting person who’s heart is shutterend. Thanks for your dedication to your work and putting it out there. Blessings.

  7. ALWAYS awed by your viewpoint and vision ~ However, I didn’t feel or see any sadness rather, this conjectured for me, the blessing of having eyes to see the trajectory of God’s beauties ~ My sister was in a room for 17 years, bedridden & attached to a huge respirator that wouldn’t allow her to go outside. I’d have given anything to get her a sky roof! A pair of eyes that could see through walls! I love your writing ~Faithfully Debbie

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