From my window, I watched a
man in pressed pinstripes approach another,
without a home, wearing filth-stiffened fatigues.
At the intersection of Desperation and
Doing Fine, they chatted, laughed, shook
hands. Charmed by the soulful exchange
of these faceless fellows, I wondered
how often tenderness goes unnoticed. I
closed the curtain. The day was
resplendent.
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For G-Man and Melissa (prompt: CHARMED)
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“At the intersection of Desperation and Doing Fine…”
You are the bright side to insomnia, my friend. I love it.
I love this! How many times does this exchange actually occur? So wonderful to think that two seemingly so different faceless persons could share a kind smile, a shake, and other such pleasantry.
The kitchen witch is right! You word choice is incredible. And the little moment you captured is touching. I pray for more of these moments in life!!
smiles. tenderness does not have to be noticed to make a difference…and i dont know that it cares…nice 55
I love it,Belinda. Just perfect!
How lovely to let this into your heart. And lovely to share it in such a powerful way. Your words caress the experience.
Belinda Dear….
It goes unnoticed more often then you think.
People are just too self absorbed.
Loved your 55 My Friend.
Thank You for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
Oh I love your brevity and how quickly you moved me. Beautifully done.
You got me again.
Your words are resplendent.
Tender moments may go unnoticed too often, but I think they go unhappened more so. Sadly.
That is a rare exchange. Usually it involves money.
– Alice
I’ve seen more and more of this during the past month’s natural disasters. At our core, we really care about each other, we just have to find a way to get past all the judgments that keep us apart.
..I wondered
how often tenderness goes unnoticed…this line really hit me like a rocket because it’s so true
Read it twice and then read it again – beautiful words and imagery.
Anna
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Belinda,
This was a beautiful line, “At the intersection of Desperation and Doing Fine…” It captures the description of these two men perfectly ‘tho I was glad it wasn’t just a money exchange. You’re right about how often we miss seeing the tender moments in life. You can say more in a 55 word poem than most can say. I agree with Molly…you can almost move me emotionally with only a few lines!
Your poem reminded me of a tender moment I witnessed recently. It was of a large family sitting in a mall restaurant area. Everyone was talking, except this little girl. I guess she was around seven and you could tell she was bored. An older teen boy — I think he was her brother — noticed her fidgeting and began to play a game with her. The change in her face — from pouting boredom to enthusiastic joy — was so delightful. The boy seemed to enjoy the moment as much as his sister. You don’t see this a lot in teenagers now. Thanks for reminding of this moment:~)
The most beautiful thing I’ve read today
Belinda,
That is a compelling thought…How often does tenderness go unnoticed. Hopefully, I will be more careful to notice it in my life. Thanks for that powerful thought.
Cheers,
Shanae
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So much goes unnoticed, every day.
And yet tenderness matters, even unnoticed.
Touched. That’s how I feel now.
Compelling and evocative. Bravo Belinda!