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Ode to Spectacles
Without my specs I can't see straight.
Then my mind becomes in such a state.
Without them I see nothing clear.
I feel discomfort and also fear.
Without my specs all things are blurred.
I see neither distances nor written word.
Without them I lose quality of life.
I feel so awkward and full of strife.
But with my specs sharp becomes my vision.
I can then enjoy books or my television.
...
Saturday 21st September 2024 4:59 pm
going blind
i know you’re disappointed in me
we always scream for hours and fight
until i decide to go out on a walk by the big oak tree
even though i can barely see the sidewalk at night
im starting to think that i can’t see in general anymore
i look in the mirror and see someone new
it’s like i’ve never seen her before
i wonder if you feel that way about me too
my therapist...
Monday 22nd July 2024 5:07 am
Glassed
Pass the glasses if you please
I’m told I need them as a tease
To see back through into the past
And read the words so clear at last
Must I be so old to see
A world lost so mournfully
Faded echoes of ghosts on show
A world I knew long ago
“Work from home” I was told
As I saw the world unfold
The screen burned and flickered with lines
Burned in ...
Wednesday 24th January 2024 10:14 am
The Visionary
In the days of yore and
Specsavers you went to
Opticians with myopia but
No more silly squinting or annoying
Puffs of air, now
You put your wife and
Kid in the car for a sixty-mile
Road test so
Dispensing with my glasses and
Wearing a blindfold I set off I
Knocked down two old ladies killed a
German shepherd and pranged a brand-new
Porsche Cayenne but it did the...
Wednesday 27th May 2020 11:38 am
My glasses
My glasses are part of me
They are simple and not flashy
I shall wear them with pride
They are fashionable and worldwide
Many colours and styles to choose
It is always nice to hear honest views
I don’t need them on when I am in bed
They come off as not glued to my head
I always feel lost without my glasses
Missing all those admiring glances
I like being able...
Tuesday 14th July 2015 4:33 pm
Glasses
When I was in 9th grade
I sat at the front
of the class.
Most kids thought I did
this to show how smart
I was. Others because
I was better than them.
And a few because I
wanted to be
the teachers pet.
The truth is because I
couldn't see the chalk board.
I lied to my parents
an...
Sunday 15th July 2012 7:34 pm
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