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.
Gretchen Venters 
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…
I think that I am at my calmest when I have no contacts in. Nothing to focus on. 🙂
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!
The essence of “ignorance is bliss” Thanks for reading! I freed you from SpamJail haha 🙂
Thank goodness!! WHEW. I always dread posting on a new word press blog.
Haha. I found a couple of other hideaway comments from others there too. One from months ago!
the peace of not knowing… my favorite kind 🙂 great imagery here!
Thank you Kelly!
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. 🙂
Sometimes to accept nothing is the best way to find peace ~
Good one ~
Grace
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
A wonderful capture… and yes, the peace of not knowing is grand.
…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…
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.
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.
I considered the idea of a blind date, then read this a second time. Layers of meanings and possibilities here, Gretchen!
http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2013/01/05/attitude-or-platitude/
Potent.
Thankyou!
The description builds a moment by moment tension which is then released and reveals the underlying theme. Good work.
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 🙂
Absolutely. Thank you for taking the time to read my poem. Nice to meet you
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.
Thank you! 🙂
Nice to visit here and read your work. You made me smile in the knowing of padding around without seeing. Wonderful. = )
Wisdom here Gretchen. There is peace in not knowing what we don’t know we don’t know.
Anna :o]
Lovely writing Gretchen. You captured the feeling of anticipation and not knowing so well.
Thank-you!