Invisible Woman
They have been married for twenty years,
Most of the years were good,
But the last five were lonely,
Filled with silence not quite understood,
Look away when you pass her,
Avoid seeing her bloodshot eyes,
Swollen with streaks of red,
From all the times she cries,
Act like she’s completely invisible,
Ignore the gestures she makes,
She’s still a forgotten woman,
But few complaints she makes,
Close connections with her husband,
Spiraled slowly out of control,
All she wants is to love and be loved,
Instead she’s feeling her life unroll,
He’s not the man she once married,
She knows how much he’s changed,
She closes her eyes and guards her heart,
While surrounded by a world deranged,
She’s invisible to the one she cares for most,
But he’s too busy to listen or see,
She longs for intimate conversation,
And life like it used to be,
She’s one of the walking wounded,
At home she has no voice,
Talk to her, don’t ignore her pain,
It’s time to make a choice,
She’s one of the invisible ones around you,
You cross paths with each day,
You can inspire hope and give new life,
With each kind word you say,
Share your words again and again,
With her when you happen to meet,
The invisible woman will smile once more,
And go dancing down your street.
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I celebrate life. I'm looking for new parades to lead, or to follow. I'm alone, and now a published author, and trying to stay on my chosen path. I have no anchor to hold me down and I'm ready to rid myself of possessions that impede progress. I want my imagination to soar. I'm open to learning about new worlds, new countries and languages, and different ways to look at things I thought I knew. Every day is a bonus day and I look forward to the challenges it brings. I'm finding out that technology is fast and getting faster and there is much information that I need to learn.2 Responses to “Invisible Woman”
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Gorgeous.
Everytime i visit, I learn something new.
How easy it is to harden the heart…to change without knowing it…to refuse to concede to the inconvenience of forgiving the one we’ve spent our lives with, when it was us who were doing the spending.
What a lovely poem.
Sometimes I forget that I am a blade of grass ordering the wind to change direction, and it’s not the other way around.