Taking My Glasses Off

through glass
the blurred words
become clear lines
of my poetry,
attempts to capture
moments in time, love and hate,
and visions of past and present.
At times, I think blurred to be better.


inspired by a picture posted to FB 
by Emmet Wheatfall.

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One response to “Taking My Glasses Off

  1. I love this … as a poem and as a reminder of the alternate Universe I still miss since having laser surgery to correct very severe myopia years ago 🙂

Some of what I write is true, some is fiction; most is merely possibility.

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