Blind

A setting sun settles behind
 An antsy Sparrow on a line
 She squeaks and squawks, and wails and gawks
 Though she never minds the time

High above the Buzzard spies
 For in all truths he sees the lies
 And watches for what’s down below
 His ever-seeing and knowing eyes

The eagle soars beyond her sight
 Eyes gleaming in the dimming light
 His screech is heard telling victory
 He ushers in the silent night

“How do you do it?” The Sparrow wines.
 The Buzzard thinks, “You’ll see in time.”
 The Eagle laments, “No time to rest.”
 “But wait,” Sparrow says, “I’ve become blind.”

“Blind, you say?” The Buzzard cries.
 “The moon is out. The sun just hides.”
 The Eagle confirms, “Light will return,”
 “Just let the heart guide the eyes.”

A waking sun raises showing off her might
 An eager Sparrow takes in the sight
 “Light has returned,” The Sparrow says.
 “And so shall I with all my might.”

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Welcome to my blog!

Here I will post anything and everything that I can. I’m still discovering what works for me and what doesn’t. This is why I consider this site my journey through life. Though, that sounds incredibly cliche, doesn’t it? Then again, it’s only cliche if you think it’s cliche and now I am telling you that you cannot think it’s cliche no matter what. I’m also kind of stubborn and adorably controlling if you haven’t noticed.

I’m a writer, I guess you’ll get that.

Along those lines, I like to think I’m artistic or creative. Sometimes, that can be my downfall due to the fact that I spend way too much time dreaming and fantasizing that I often forget that I’m supposed to be living real life. I think there’s a quote said by Gandalf somewhere in there.

Now, that picture over there is me. Since then, it was May 2015, I’ve cut my hair and I shape my eyebrows different. I like to be genuine and I will admit that I try not to wear shoes as much as possible. That’s not a strange fact but it may have something to do with the fact that I might genuinely think I’m a hobbit.

Just kidding.

Not really.

Though, how does this all justify me plastering my face over this site along with my obnoxious jokes, my evil plans to destroy the souls of characters I create, and the recipes I find so delicious that I can’t help but share with the world? Well, to be honest, it doesn’t. Truthfully, this is the ballsiest thing I’ve ever done besides jumping off a bridge last summer with a bunch of kids at a summer camp. In fact, I’m hoping that next week I don’t look at this and see it as a vain attempt at bringing attention to myself and my work. I have to remind myself that it’s not. My reason isn’t just because everyone’s doing it. No, that would be a reason I couldn’t be okay with. My reason is because I am a writer and writers love sharing. Then again, writers are horrible friends so don’t let me fool you.

I will update my progress on my writing and also anything and everything I can think of.

Feel free to make contact with this strange life form! I love questions! But beware, for every question you ask me I will probably end up asking you three in return.

This is my life now and this is my journey through it all.


Originally published at caitlyneliselinares.com on April 17, 2016.

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