Monday, November 30, 2009

blynde

There are people out there
Who just do not see
Beyond their own reality
Do not know that others cry
Nor would they care
They would not ask why
They live inside a world of “me”
No room for sensitivity
Their boundaries end
Where their skin begins
Other people extensions
But not let in

2 comments:

Elfie33 said...

Wow!!!! You have to be a really sensitive and compassionate person to feel this and manage to put those feelings into words so beautifully. Karen, you are very talented. How long have you been writing poetry?

karen lyons kalmenson said...

thank you elfie...i started writing in a more serious vein 5 or so years ago, to help mend a broken heart. writing is a mirror to one's heart, and a great way to heal and grow.


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greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.