From A Distance

cool wind drapes my shoulders,
as thoughts ride tides too high
for a woman like me.
unable to reach, nor smell the
scent of a life,
only read about
through my hazel eyes
obsessing.

no voice brave enough inside
to share what I need,
see
even dream,
proves leaning on another to name
the clouds above me is selfish.

and the sounds of morning continue,
breezes swirl, leaves fluttering
against each other,
while ignited rain clouds grumble
along side today’s dawning.
grateful for the noise,
which drowns, for another day,
my inability
to offer what builds
inside of me, hoping no one
notices the girl hiding.

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30 thoughts on “From A Distance

  1. Do you measure yourself too short? You have depth and compassion to make others seem bland but you are rich with loving and giving qualities. Maybe you just need the right one to make you appear from behind those clouds – that I understand. Ignite the rain clouds, Audrey – fresh growth on the other side.

  2. Perhaps you you are not as invisible or as incapable as you believe. πŸ™‚

    MAKING THE GRASS GREEN

    Busy busy waiting
    Quietly and patiently
    At times less than patiently

    Bravely working tirelessly
    To change the world
    You wait, you work in vain

    For it is not this bustling
    Gimme gimme world
    That will ever change

    But the perceiver who will
    At last perceive the joke
    And agree to letting go

    (https://bennaga.wordpress.com/2012/09/26/making-the-grass-green/)

    • That’s an old one. May I thank you for this brand new melding. Thus we are both given the opportunity for growth where it counts.

      ~~~~~~~~~~~~
      SWEET NEIGHBOUR

      Whatever gift you might perceive
      Some another has been gifted with
      Is surely by definition also yours
      Since elsewise how perceived?

      Look within, my dear, discover
      Both eternity and infinity
      Patiently await you
      As ever was

      As ever was
      Patiently await you
      Both eternity and infinity
      Look within, my dear, discover

      Since elsewise how perceived?
      Is surely by definition also yours
      Some another has been gifted with
      Whatever gift you might perceive

      ~~~~~~~~~~~~

      SWEET NEIGHBOUR

      Whatever gift you might perceive
      Some another has been gifted with
      Is surely by definition also yours
      Since elsewise how perceived?

      Look within, my dear, discover
      Both eternity and infinity
      Patiently await you
      As ever was

      As ever was
      Patiently await you
      Both eternity and infinity
      Look within, my dear, discover

      Since elsewise how perceived?
      Is surely by definition also yours
      Some another has been gifted with
      Whatever gift you might perceive

    • If ever consulted I would for sure suggest that fear be never never never fostered since as Frank Herbert, via “Dune” advised us “Fear is the mind killer”.

      It is often taught and therefore thought that the opposite of love is hate but this is not in fact true. The true opposite of love is fear.It is our fear that breeds our hatred Fear closes us down. Love opens us to what is and to what comes to be. In short to uncertainty. Love and uncertainty are family and thus to be welcomed as such.

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