26 Sep

by Valerie Moreno

I stand alone

shivering in chilly,

condescending winds of



You are “too busy”

to give me a chance,

look at me as a

person instead of a

symbol of blindness.


You won’t meet me

half-way, I feel it

like a hard slap against my cheek.

Rejection stings for a time,

reminding me to appreciate my self…


Again, I gather my strength,

assess my ability,

believing someone wiser will

 accept who I am.


Valerie Moreno is 59 and a published writer. She writes poetry, memoir, fiction and articles. Her eye disease is ROP (Retinopathy of Prematurity. Some favorite hobbies include reading, raised line drawing, music and singing.


2 Responses to “Unrequited”

  1. Dolores Jules September 26, 2016 at 9:18 AM #

    Since my vision is good, these poems & writing give me insight to feel what a blind person
    has to deal with every single day. I thank you for that. Blessings on each & every day.
    Dolores Jules

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