Showing posts with label tenderness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tenderness. Show all posts

Saturday, December 24, 2011

SUNGLASSES

Some people wear shades to shield their eyes. Others model to mask their gloom. Yet eyes are never as tender as gloom pretends. We just aren't used to being perturbed. So, we don the lens to project the lie that all is well.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

TORN AND TENDER

Paydirt is payback for all the put-downs we endured.

There is a height that invites us to visit. Few, however, are inquisitive. So, they buy postcards and postpone the journey, surrendering to reason's tyranny. Then when others emerge who followed the urge they are the first to cry, "How do these fly!" Yet if how knew the flight's view would be all too common. It isn't, however, because most people ignore the summons. (http://www.joelbryant1.com)

Friday, October 16, 2009

SELF-LOVE

What we sell seldom swells in value unless it has been rightly hallowed.


Others often view our lives as optional. Seldom do they cherish us as we believe or prefer us as we desire. We exist instead on lower tiers torn by their indifference. Thus pity (and politeness) inspires their compassion. Yet both of these make us objects of charity rather than worthy of love. Our emptiness encourages our acceptance of these crumbs. It takes awhile before we demand more for ourselves. Yet some people never make this transition. These have been deprived of affection and thus tolerate relations self-respect wouldn’t.