So convinced of her isolation, she had become
its primary cause. So exhausted to chance, she
had retreated to a fine-tuned invisibility. So work-
hardened by test, she had proven she could carry
the pain. Better to be alone than a fool. Held apart
so cold lack seemed a choice instead of a failure.
Make do with less rather than feel denied of
nourishment, starved of the earth’s kinship. As
if her disease was penance for the offense of taking
up space, she surrendered her airless voice. What
would it be to let down? To choose to rescue her
own self with courage found in the merciful shade
of another, gingerly giving over her most trusted
fear without guise? What would it be to belong?
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33 thoughts on “Photo & Poem: Let Down”
I think I have something in my eye…..
Thank you, Anna.
Easy to relate for some of us. Thanks, Linda.
Oh My,…. while this poem speaks to the experience of a donkey??? There are many people who share this world of isolation.
Anna, your way with words, your ability to “see”,… opens my eyes,… Thank-you, Corinne
Or to a woman in the disguise of a donkey… Thank you, Corinne.
Thank you, Anna, for another layer of awareness.
Thank you, Melinda.
Oh my heart. And yours
The power of that image and the perfect few words. Pretty well speechless but the tears tell.
Thank you. Always.
Thanks, Deb. It’s the thing I like about poetry. Less is more.
Never my goal to evoke sadness, always my intention to show light to darkness. Sorry/notsorry, Susan.
Oh my Anna. Through your words, you have captured for me, an understanding of the raw pain of loneliness in the presence of others.
Well, who hasn’t had that kind of experience. Thanks Laurie.
You are a brave soul, showing us this window you’ve kept shuttered. My hat is off to you.
Well, my friend. Donkeys bring it out in me. Besides, it festers…
Beautiful sentiment Anna♥️
Thank you for sharing your wisdom.
Thank you, Sharon.
Answering your call to bravery, thank you for the extra push today!
Keep channeling that gift of yours, I so do appreciate your work.
Thank you for the kind words, Rachel.
Very touching, poignant.
Thank you, Louise.
oh boy… powerful photo and poem…thank you and thank you donkeys…
Donkeys are my spirit animal… thanks, Kate.
Truth is often the most painful thing of all. Thank you for yours <3
I think hiding the truth might be sometimes more painful… Thanks Jane.
That’s. Exactly. It.
And that photo!
sometimes what is seen through the heart-mind connection can turn out to be view seen by many . . . change, that first step . . .
For some that is so much easier said than done… Thank you for commenting Sharon. I agree.
Such a broken soul. =-( Sending lots of love and healing energy. =-)
Your ART always draws me in ! Your poems remind me, beauty is in all things. Everything is in its place, even if we don’t agree or understand. Thank you for sharing your gift .
Oh Laura, great comment. That is how I feel, that it isn’t up to me to agree. Just life. No judgment. Thank you.
I have just discovered you, and this is my introduction…my heart swells with the deep connection that’s created through understanding. Wow.
Welcome, Susan. And thank you.