Poetry

I Watched

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Who are the You’s, the streaming singers of truth? I

placed my ears in their hands and listened. I watched as the

world began to shift. A crater in every home I used to live in. An

invitation to rebuild. Something familiar etched within variance.

This must be how it feels for a child to take her first step. Levels

living upon vision. I can hear myself, I can see the difference.


Photo by Cristofer Jeschke


Over the years Eyes + Words has turned into a wonderful budding family of over fifteen thousand people across all platforms. It’s surreal and humbling to know that the art of poetry and story is alive and thriving. That being said, I hope that the creation of the Eyes + Words Writers Group serves as a vehicle and launch pad to help and support writers and the aspiring ones to keep manifesting words that many out there are searching for everyday. So go on and contribute, lets elevate together. Everyone is encouraged to share their experiences with anything involving writing.

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3 comments on “I Watched

  1. Ahh … familiar etched within variance … there’s the gold! Truth surviving the fire can’t help but sing. Faith surviving the thresh can’t help but grow. Trust found in loss can’t help but look for gold.

    Liked by 3 people

  2. great use of enjambment & stunning imagery!

    Liked by 1 person

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