I Know Her…

Honouring 60 years around the Sun.... words and photos Sharonlee

I know her…
She was the bare foot dreamer
with flowers in her hair

the wide-eyed gypsy wanderer
who took one day at a time

the budding poet
who stored metaphors in her mind

goddess wife
mother blooming
the wilting widow
who saw little light come her way
the haunted soul who hid her tears
at the birth of each new day

she was the seeker and the questioner
who probed deep inner thoughts
a philosopher who realized
that all was not for nought

I know her
but she’s aged some
her eyes are quieter now
and I think she feels much stronger
then the younger woman
of past destiny …
and when I look into her eyes
It’s a reflection
of me that I see.
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SharonLee

Reviews

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

"the haunted soul who hid her tears" - wow, what a line, what a poem but what a line. This is an amazing write. tyfs

[sharonlee]

A pleasure to share.... thank you so much for reading, I happy you enjoyed.

[emmajoy]

'she was the seeker and the questioner ~ who probed deep inner thoughts ~ a philosopher who realized that all was not for nought .. '

Your poetry, the way you turn twenty six letters into a vast flow of one woman's life. is extraordinary, absolutely extraordinary! You've stopped at ~ then left, stages of her life that have moulded her into the person she is, the glorious being looking from the mirror. Tis said that each of us is everywhere we have ever visited, every person we've every met, every lesson ever learned.. and so forth. Each of us a rolling stone.. gathering what our spirit dictates. This is a wonderful post, one to return to.. often. '

[sharonlee]

Emmajoy you are always a delight dear friend and I cherish your thoughts and perspective on my thoughts and perspectives!

That top photo came to me recently, I don't recall ever seeing it before although I do remember that moment perfectly, even though it was 43 years ago.

Thank you for visiting my dear, always a true delight to "see" you xx

[emmajoy]

My absolute pleasure! Thoughts an' perspectives have a way of repeating 'selves me < > to you. :)

[Poetic Beauty]

We all change and grow over time becoming less of something’s and more of others. I love the reflection looking in the mirror at the end of this poem

[sharonlee]

Very nicely said! "becoming less of something’s and more of others" ... sums up growth and change as our age rearranges.
Thank you so much for reading!

[Poetic Beauty]

You are welcome. I know I have become less of somethings and more of other. Evolving continually

[John the Baptist]

When you can look back and accept it for what it was, without dwelling there full-time, you're ahead of a lot of people.

[sharonlee]

I look at first photo, which I haven't seen in 40 years, I am proud of the young woman and her journey.
Thank you for stopping by.