Peering Through the Birds-Eye
an ocular view of what
pain has taught me:
I bear it all
in lighting flashes,
in lack of intimacy
due to poor depth perception
a caul around me
tries to prevent me
from seeing beyond myself
and into what is
truly coming
through you,
from you, an abundance
of sympathy and I
still love from this shell,
from this unknown territory
forgive me for not following
every strain of conversation,
for still attempting to
understand the “whys”
though I accept
the suffering
tides of the illness
flow and ebb,
abate and
annihilate
until I am blinded
by the exit light
that blinks for me,
a way out — off and on
I’m hanging on
to the loose threads
of the tattered
life-web, still learning
even through the
consuming darkness
and the
tender burning
#OctPoWriMo Day 7
Thistle Thoughts 
“in lack of intimacy
due to poor depth perception”
“Iām hanging on
to the loose threads
of the tattered
life-web, still learning”
The pain so palpable! You write beautifully, Jennifer.
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Thank you for saying š
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My pleasure.
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Iām right there with you. Such a powerful piece.
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Thanks for reading! I hope for pain free moments for you. š
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Well witten. You speak of unspeakable things, and get them across.
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Thank you, Angela
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A beautiful and moving poem! Also so intelligent and honest; you shine a light on your life! How difficult it can be! And your sense of hope! Love the flowing lyricism of this superb poem!
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Thank you
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My pleasure!
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