Invisible Woman

Ethereal, cellophane, transparent,
She moves through life like a wind.

Looking, acting, feeling, hungering,
But others don’t even notice her being.

She hurts, cries, aches to be seen,
But all that is noticed is rustling trees.

She causes pain, lets flow her blood,
All that is noticed is rain making mud.

Empty, weak, her face low in the dirt,
Learning invisibility can deeply hurt.


6 thoughts on “Invisible Woman

  1. I wanted to say, thank you so very much for your previous participation at Jingle Poetry potluck.
    Your entry adds light and love to our community; we would love to have you this coming Monday,
    Any poem is welcome.
    Keep shining,
    You Are The Best!

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