To gaze on beauty
Tis a gift not all can share
Hollow eyes see void
About the Creator
Daphsam
Loving Wife, Mom, Dog Mom- A Dyslexic dreamer who never thought I could read or write. But life changed, and I conquered my fears. I am an artist, photographer, wordsmith and illustrator. Looking to weave stories and poems with my artwork.
Reaching Out
I promise her. I'd do anything for her. She's my mom. Even as Lanie and Deanna are flying home, Mom is scrappy fighting dying. She lays too still in that too-big bed with all the toasty white hospital blankets, in the south tower, at the broad end of a long slow-turning corner that delivers me again to her private room with the view she can't see through, with the beeping that tells us nothing new, and all these ice chips she can't swallow, and a flood of well-intentioned nurses who cannot do a damned thing all the same.
By Christy Munson6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (5)
During deer season Hunting bucks, a doe emerged A sight to behold
Beautiful haiku. Well done.
Hollow eyes see even less than those which are occluded, which is even less than nothing at all.
This haiku beautifully portrays the importance of sense of sight. Telling the reader that all the beautiful things require to sight to admire for nothing can be seen when it is absent. Really a deep message. Love your work Daphsam.
Love the picture and this does describe nature that is around us.