Nothingness – A Poem

Nothingness – A Poem (about peace)

Eyes unfocused
I hear the night
but cannot see.
Led by blurry
twinkle lights
I stumble into
Worn in slippers
And an itchy
Woolen peacoat
I grind my teeth –
At the deafening
screech of
the screen door
A fast blast
of frozen air
Slaps my face
In a not-
So gentle way

I patter slowly
across the porch
And inhale
The peace of
Not knowing-
My blind eyes
Softly stare-

At nothing.

By: Gretchen Leary 2013

For DversePoets prompt.


About Gretchen Venters

I am 36 years old and I live in Montana. God has set my soul on fire to serve others through writing.
This entry was posted in Poetry and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.

29 Responses to Nothingness – A Poem

  1. brian miller says:

    ha a little peace in the tension on the way to latching that screan door…sounds about like the peace of 3 AM when the cat wants out…haha…

  2. Mary says:

    Wow, I have never really thought about the peace of NOT knowing, but now that you mention it, I can think of many situations in which that would be true!

  3. kelly says:

    the peace of not knowing… my favorite kind 🙂 great imagery here!

  4. It does remind me of getting about without my glasses – moving without seeing – peace of not seeing – nice poem, Gretchen! K

    • Yes, when I take my contacts out, everything seems a lot more peaceful. 🙂 My grandmother has always said that she loves Christmas lights with no glasses. Just balls of light blurring together. 🙂

  5. Sometimes to accept nothing is the best way to find peace ~

    Good one ~


  6. claudia says:

    The peace of
    Not knowing— love this..sometimes knowing gives us peace, but so often not knowing even more…

    • So true so true 🙂 I like closing my eyes and listening to music when I write which is hard to do while typing haha but blindness brings me peace very often. Vision is almost too much at times

  7. Laurie Kolp says:

    A wonderful capture… and yes, the peace of not knowing is grand.

  8. Kelvin S.M. says:

    …the peace of not knowing is the peace of not wanting, not expecting, not binding…just being free of/from anything…open to possibilities… and comes out naturally that you feel better in a state of ineffable bliss… yes..great to meditate with…smiles…

  9. I often see this way. It is an odd mix of sensory under-load on one hand and heightened senses on the other. I am thankful I have an option to see more than one way, as writers are want to do.

  10. I felt I was the person in the poem, it all came alive for me. I can relate to blurry seeing as I too wear glasses and cannot see a thing without them. The peace in not knowing is a gift at times I think. Smiles.

  11. Kim Nelson says:

    I considered the idea of a blind date, then read this a second time. Layers of meanings and possibilities here, Gretchen!

  12. Blue Flute says:

    The description builds a moment by moment tension which is then released and reveals the underlying theme. Good work.

  13. Tony says:

    Does peace come from not knowing, or from not needing to know? This is a lovely poem, Gretchen. And thanks for your comment and following my blog too; I’m honoured 🙂

  14. Gretchen..this is so good. The peace of not-knowing! That realization that we really do dwell in mystery and the ability to accept it. Thanks for following…it’s nice to “meet” you.

  15. Nice to visit here and read your work. You made me smile in the knowing of padding around without seeing. Wonderful. = )

  16. hypercryptical says:

    Wisdom here Gretchen. There is peace in not knowing what we don’t know we don’t know.

    Anna :o]

  17. Myrna says:

    Lovely writing Gretchen. You captured the feeling of anticipation and not knowing so well.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s