My Father’s Eyes

Looking into my
father’s eyes I saw all the reasons
he always refused to
see me. I tried to hide
in the fold of all the years past
trying to escape in
earlier memories. But sometimes
memories aren’t enough and
sometimes love is not
what it was. Obligation is not love.
And fear is not love.
And that’s what I saw in his eyes
whenever I was able to force him
to not avert his eyes. I also saw
how he had chosen not to
be obligated to me anymore and
I began to let go. I released him
like so many birds
kept in cages for too long.
Even when I’d closed my heart tight
like a fist, it still hurt me
how he didn’t try to hold on.
He just let go.

Peace & Love,


About Rosalind Guy

I'm broken & my soul is weary/ my weary soul rebels, fights/ anything & anyone who tries to heal me/I beat my head against a wall of memories/ trying hard to break free from the chain of memories/ I can only be free by saying it so/ i weave a necklace from words and finally/ I find freedom/ free free free. As you can see, words are powerful to me. As Maya Angelou said, words are wallpaper of the soul. I have lots of nightmarish memories that threaten to break me, but I learned a long time ago about the power of words. They can be used to heal and destroy anything that threatens to destroy the person. Words coupled with love have the power to save and heal. I am author of three books: Skinny Dipping in the Pool of Womanhood, Tattered Butterfly Wings, and Blues of a Love Junkie. I am a high school English teacher. I am a former reporter. I am a mother. I am a woman. I am a fierce advocate for those who cannot speak for themselves, those who's voices go unheard. Check out my Amazon author page at the following link:
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