45 thoughts on “Tangible”

  4. You are an amazing gift to the WordPress community. I admire the way your words not only reach out to the individual in different ways, but they also spark discussion. I’ve already read in the comments here what inspired this, but for me on first reading it made me think of being left alone after a long, happy relationship. To have the colors of love taken away and replaced with a gray emptiness. This is what makes poetry awesome, to see it in different ways and have it affect each reader where they are. Excellent piece 🙂

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    1. Thank you so much. That’s what I like so much about what I do. Everything is up for discussion and interpretation, and the way things are worded makes a difference in what people perceive. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. That thought fits perfectly with the words.

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  8. Having gone through ptsd and lived to tell the tail, I can tell you it is possible and a worthwhile journey. It’s taken me years to feel whole again but the colour is more vibrant and pure if possible than before, but also more enjoyable and serenity a complete delight and welcome.

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      1. It is a long journey, I have to be honest, and it’s not helpful poohooing the idea, but I’m so proud of you (even though I only know you here) that you are strong enough to continue, mostly for you! but for everyone around you. They benefit by the growth and changes in you.

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      2. Sometimes it’s hard to see what I’ve done that means progress and positive change, but I’m reminded by the people in my family that see those changes and they encourage me to continue. 😊

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      3. That is wonderful to hear. I know I didn’t see a lot of change in myself, I often felt it but couldn’t explain and often acknowledge it. I simply knew, somehow, it was good, it was working. I had 2 children to care for and no support so it was an arduous task at best.

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      5. At times, it seemed a lot. Unfortunately or fortunately as the case may be, I had coping skills that weren’t always the best (like numbing out) and I eventually got through it all, while working full time and raising my children. Fortunately, they are incredible people and gave me no grief (not like I see other parents going through) or not the extent I see these days. I was lucky in that regard. They’ve become wonderful men and women I’m proud of not only as my kids, but as adults. Honestly, I probably wouldn’t have made it through without knowing I was doing it as much for them or me. they helped keep me grounded.

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  11. The moment I see the sky and then look deep inside me now… I feel the whole sky is within me. Part of me is the sky and sky is my part. Thus as sky has colors and rainbow I myself become colorful just like rainbow. The me when I look within tells me and shows me colors of life. Each breath is colorful.

    A lovely deep love poem, Sarah. Loved the depth and message of it.

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    1. I tend to rehash some old analogies I’ve made with regards to living with PTSD. There are few old posts out there that are reminiscent of this piece, referring to living in darkness or without color, while seeing the other side, the ‘outside’ and how people are surrounded by color. The biggest difference is that this piece is super short, while at the same time, allowing people to make their own conclusions. I hope that clears it up. 😊

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