by Belinda Munoz on May 20, 2011

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

For G-Man and Melissa (prompt: CHARMED)


{ 19 comments… read them below or add one }

1 TheKitchenWitch May 20, 2011 at 3:16 am

“At the intersection of Desperation and Doing Fine…”

You are the bright side to insomnia, my friend. I love it.


2 Rachelle May 20, 2011 at 3:16 am

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.


3 Caroline May 20, 2011 at 3:22 am

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!!


4 brian May 20, 2011 at 3:52 am

smiles. tenderness does not have to be noticed to make a difference…and i dont know that it cares…nice 55


5 ayala May 20, 2011 at 4:06 am

I love it,Belinda. Just perfect!


6 Adrienne May 20, 2011 at 4:37 am

How lovely to let this into your heart. And lovely to share it in such a powerful way. Your words caress the experience.


7 G-Man May 20, 2011 at 6:03 am

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


8 [email protected] from a Peaceful Divorce May 20, 2011 at 6:43 am

Oh I love your brevity and how quickly you moved me. Beautifully done.


9 Brook May 20, 2011 at 8:03 am

You got me again.
Your words are resplendent.
Tender moments may go unnoticed too often, but I think they go unhappened more so. Sadly.


10 Alice Audrey May 20, 2011 at 9:07 am

That is a rare exchange. Usually it involves money.

– Alice


11 Kelly May 20, 2011 at 9:54 am

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.


12 Claudia May 20, 2011 at 10:33 am

..I wondered
how often tenderness goes unnoticed…this line really hit me like a rocket because it’s so true


13 Anna :o] May 20, 2011 at 11:08 am

Read it twice and then read it again – beautiful words and imagery.

Anna :o ]


14 Sara Healy May 20, 2011 at 12:38 pm


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:~)


15 Sara May 20, 2011 at 12:53 pm

The most beautiful thing I’ve read today


16 Shanae Branham May 20, 2011 at 6:09 pm

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.
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17 Melissa May 20, 2011 at 9:21 pm

So much goes unnoticed, every day.
And yet tenderness matters, even unnoticed.


18 Amber May 21, 2011 at 9:22 am

Touched. That’s how I feel now.


19 Rudri Bhatt Patel @ Being Rudri May 22, 2011 at 8:14 am

Compelling and evocative. Bravo Belinda!


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