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Regarded

Regarded

I never thought I’d be the type of poet that wrote about a strand of hair, about the seemingly unimportant details of a day, but something about that moment struck me. In its banality, it was beautiful and carried so much more meaning than I could have ever expected. How many interactions do we brush aside without pause. Maybe it’s dumb, but I seriously discovered some things about myself in examining my hair strand. What can you discover about yourself if you only take the opportunity to consider it?

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Poetry and music.

7 thoughts on “Regarded

  1. Like you said, it is not about the strand of hair but how your mind connects to so many ideas by simply looking at that strand of hair. I often stare at my hands and at that moment they become a reminder of a lifetime of experiences, how they can carry love, tenderness, anger and despair… Good write!

  2. It’s a good poem, and art should not just be about the big stuff. The beauty of poetry is that it makes us look at our lives, the world around us, and others in a fresh light, so that we comes to appreciate what we normally take for granted. I say “Bravo” for finding depth of meaning in a strand of hair.

  3. Regarded and discarded !! THis made me smile. That’s what it’s all about Becky. Now I feel I know you good enough to call you Becky, even though you may not like it. But that’s what blog friends are for, to be unfriended or unblogged at any time

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