A ragged face stared at her
The dull blue eyes glaring at her in judgement
Digging deep into her being
Finally resting the harsh gaze on her soul
Chills involuntarily quaked through her body
Making her body quiver
The wrinkled face mimicked her moments
Causing her heart to beat faster
With a trembling hand, she slowly moved towards the furrowed brow
She gasped in shock when her fingers met this sagging cheek
The surface was unnaturally cold
And confusingly smooth
She slowly ran her fingers down the flat surface and off the edge
She gasped when the reality hit
This wasn’t a stranger
This was her image she was viewing
She let out a wail
Tears began to stream down her face
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The eyes. If we look. They can tell us a millions stories. Photos and words. Amazing.
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I know. I definitely believe the eyes are a window to the soul.
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They are.
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Please read the work of a talented writer.
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Thank you so much for the reblog! It totally makes my day 😀
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I’m glad Holly and you are welcome.
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Loved this. Amazing transformation that, hopefully, we all experience and must come to terms with.
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Thank you so much. The terms of aging can be hard but its very beautiful at the same time.
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I agree. There are many gifts that come with age.
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Love this!
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Thank you so much!
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You are welcome!!
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Dear Holly, This is such a stunning work!!! Wonderful imagery with powerful emotions and words and a message about the harm from having a judgmental mind – doesn’t make for a pretty picture. So inventive, clever and imaginative. Absolutely loved the ending!! Bellissimo, Holly, Bellissimo!!!
Chuck
Come visit me??
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Thank you so much for taking the time to read my poem and comment. It means the world to me. Judgement is such a harsh mental object to have/hold too closely. Also, to throw it on others without knowing them and their struggles is just as destructive. I will definitely check out your blog as well. 😀
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
Come gaze at this poem and be Amazed – “GAZE#POETRY”!! Please come see for yourself.
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Thank you so much for the reblog! There is no bigger compliment in the blogging community (to me anyway). I appreciate it so much, you just made my day. 😀
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This was beautiful!
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Thank you so much! 😀
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Wow this is so powerful, but subtle at the same time which I think makes it even more interesting. I love the photos as well – brilliant choices!
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Thank you so much for taking the time to read my writings and comment. It means a lot to me. The photos are the hardest part of the whole piece but it really pulls it together. I’m glad you enjoyed it 😀
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