When I Look At Her (poem) by Blue Sleighty on AuthorsDen

When I Look At Her
by Blue Sleighty → (All Poetry by Blue Sleighty)
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About a lady I see, but can't bring myself to speak to. A dark poem.
It is hard to imagine That within what stands before me With her back to me The faded denim of her dress Blowing lightly in the spring breeze Once beat a hopeful and passionate heart. And now thick and hateful hide Far more noticeable Than the soft supple skin That is her Is in itself a banner The marks Scars Bruises Written in a language Understood by anyone If they chose to look closely enough However, most would rather not Or wouldn�t dare More than that simply do not care. I watch her secretly She could look you in the eye But she is afraid that you will see Something within her That would stir your pity She spends her life hiding From you and me And the terrible reflection That the face gives to your emotion Upon reading her Is in her estimation Undeserved Unwanted There is more than this to her This is not what she wants for you to see She is better than what she fears That you perceive her to be And one day, she believes, it will change She will once again be joyous and free She will either hit him in the head with a hammer Or maybe she will win the lottery

Reviewed by J AG

Reviewed on September 26, 2007

admiring life's weathering on the sculpture that is the body and an appreciation of the soul making the sculpture a living being, one as you so directly put it most simply don't care to see. there is a painful truth residing in these lines, drawing the reader in gently to a place that even she would prefer us not go. for perception is the filter we hide behind or allow ourselves to be fooled with. take away the filter, and we see the belief, the quietly clinging hope you paint so vividly that she can still one day be free through action taken in her own hands directly or indirectly. exquisite exploration of poetic people watching.

Reviewed by Liana Marie

Reviewed on August 14, 2007

Wow - very nicely written. Exceptional insights - I can relate and appreciate dark poetry. xoxo's, Liana Marie

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on March 22, 2007

sometimes we can only look an wonder how long will her misery will endure ... for most likely, she will not hit him in the head with a hammer or win the lottery ...potently penned, Blue ...

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on March 21, 2007

You effectively convey this woman's plight, Blue. This is compelling. Thank you. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Your (almost heartrending) insightfulness into this person is impressive Blue. You do have a gift of eyes that "see" beyond the veneer, and into the deeper places. There is much to glean in these sensitive areas of the human condition. Well written ... one of your very best!

Light and Wisdom ...

Reviewed by CJ Heck

This is wonderful, Blue. Yes, it's sad, but it's more unfortunate, actually, that she doesn't yet understand her true worth and get out of the terrible situation. All too often, it does end with a hammer or a bullet. This is very well done and, though sad, a distinct pleasure to read.
Love,
CJ

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on March 20, 2007

Blue,

"...but she is afraid that you will see
something within her
that would stir your pity
she spends her life hiding.........." <------abuse does that.

"she is better than what she fears,
that you perceive her to be.......... <-------empowering!

An excellent, poignant read, excellently penned. I hope she leaves the bum!!!! AND wins the lottery. :)

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Beautiful pen you have done, Blue; very well done! BRAVA!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Burleson, Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Clap clap clap and not the social disease LOL, I loved this one as it strung the reader through the sadness of this women's spirit and then wrappedup with the fact that the jerk she is with deserves nothing less than what the poem suggests. Great story Blue.

Fee