Saturday, March 9, 2019

Kindness Is in the Eye of the Beholder


Not-So-Dear One,

A truckful of the no-longer-blooming dead is wailing brightly in the driveway that used to be ours. I told Ms. Fayette (yes, the sweet old dearie from down the street) I told her (because she asked), I told her, “He and I shared a driveway for years and years and years. Why would the contents of his skull (of any skull that knows me even a little) reason that a massacre of blooms would warm my heart?”

And Ms. Fayette said to me, she said to me (in that sugary-choking voice of hers, that’s all goodness and no thought), she said to me (as I inner-raged while really wanting to outer-scream), she said to me, “Oh, honey! Bless your heart! Darling girl, don’t you know? He thinks he is being kind. It’s his thought that counts.”   

And I, Not-So-Dear One, I hope Ms. Fayette is wrong about your thought (or lack thereof), about what counts, about kindness. Because, you know, what she seems to think about kindness (and me) isn’t true. Your thought is not what counts when being kind. To be kind, one must think critically and knowingly (act accordingly) and remember kindness is in the eye of the beholder. And I, I behold you ruthless.

I am hoping Ms. Fayette is wrong, wrong, wrong about what counts and kindness and you. For if she’s right, I wasted half a lifetime with a stranger who fails to see the gormlessness of killing (flower or flesh) to win a heart that feels for all things. 

Truly Yours (never again),
Me


the wee notes…
- crafted for the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads (just one word: gormless), for The Sunday Muse (46), and for Poets United (poetry pantry 442 and kindness).
- if you missed “Oh, the Weird Horror! of a Dream with a Humorous Corpse in It (and updates)”, my earlier post, give it go (for none should mad-dream alone).
- smile from the top of your head to the tip of your toes (then picture it).

borrowed from Floret via The Sunday Muse


75 comments:

  1. It is kind of like actions speak louder than words. Your words do hold a great truth here Magaly. Kindness is much more than good thoughts it is action backed up by knowledge in what is true. I love the way you brought this home in such a strong way. I hear ya Magaly, and I agree for sure.

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    1. And the actions should be considered kind by the person one is being kind too.

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  2. No, kindness always walk barefoot and make dead sure that it's not his thoughts that counts... it's you thoughts that matters.

    For some a gift of roses is the same as handing over corpses of flowers

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  3. Horrors! You aced it! I love the new word and the old woman and "the contents of his scull" (which echoes the dead load) and "Not so dear one." Indeed, Kindness is in the eye of the beholder.

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  4. Ooh this is poetically piquant Magaly!❤️ Some people have their own ideas and definition of kindness such as the character described here. They fail to comprehend that kindness is spreading sunshine into another's life regardless of the weather.❤️

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    1. Unless the one we want to be kind to likes clouds and fog. If that’s what they like, then we must give them lovely rainy days...

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  5. Oh indeed it is not the thought that counts. It is how an act is perceived. I found myself nodding about the last stanza - killing is indeed killing, no matter what is being killed, and no way to win a feeling heart!

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    1. And yet we keep trying, don't we, to win others' affections with our prowess in killing? What a weird world we live in!

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    2. Mary, I completely agree.

      And MMT, indeed...

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  6. Yes indeed, kindness is giving the other person what THEY would want, not what YOU would. And in any case, such unkindness to the flowers!

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    1. It makes total sense. I wonder why it isn’t seen by so many...

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  7. Yeppers. So much truth in this. Kindness is truly what the other person likes/loves and not what the person giving it likes/loves. Flowers were born to bloom and spread scent .

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    1. I wonder if it's just that some people get so wrapped up in their own understanding of the world that they forget that every person has a personal view.

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  8. Kindness speaks and acts in like manner...It requires no excuse. Dead blooms don't petal romance. :)

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  9. A well written reminder that kindness is in the eye of the beholder. Outstanding write.

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  10. I'm loving this exposé of kindness. It sure is in the eye of the beholder and does indeed require conscience thought. I loved reading this...it was like eavesdropping on a conversation in an alt reality!

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    1. After I wrote it, I thought that too, the letter reads like a slightly mad soliloquy by a character who doesn't know the whole world is reading.

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  11. I think I would rather have a haunted house next door than neighbors that are unpredictable and prone to act of madness. Hoping now that all you readers that live next door to me are not nodding their heads in agreement.

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  12. "To be kind, one must think critically and knowingly (act accordingly) and remember kindness is in the eye of the beholder."

    You nailed it! Many tend to hide behind the "goodness" of their thoughts and misconstrue them as kindness. Very well penned, Magaly!

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    1. Indeed. When it comes to some that "goodness" can be terrifying... even abusive.

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  13. a stranger who fails to see the gormlessness of killing

    Could be said of rather too many in the world, who cut without thinking.

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    1. I want to say that you are wrong, but... we both know better. It's a terrible thing.

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  14. That is indeed a word to savour (first to look up and find the meaning and then savour)!!!!

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  15. This made me smile (and I'm glad I'm not the only one who prefers my plants living and plantable) and think. Great write that rescues "kindness" from the gormless... :)

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    1. A live (and still rooted) bloom is a gift that keeps on giving.

      And yay! for smiles.

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  16. Interesting and very stimulating departure in style here, Magaly and with it you nail some key truths.... Very effective and lyrical too...

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  17. The message in your words rings loud and clear! Kindness will always trump gormless.

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  18. My goodness I love this. Wow. I love the dialog and the perspective. "It's the thought that counts" in this situation is quite nearly the same as "boys will be boys," beyond gormless into the privileged and not ever needing to think about one's actions, not expected to and not spending precious energy on thinking. Geez, don't get me started but I really love this story. Thank you, Magaly.

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    1. You've pointed out exactly why this kind of behavior makes bare my teeth and snarl.

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  19. The lady speaks in parables . . . but within them lies a truth. Lovely write, Magaly . . :)

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  20. I love the conversational chatty tone and the repeated "I told her, I told her" and "she said to me, she said to me".........a wonderful read, and then I went and read your dream and I CANT GET OVER your dreams! No wonder you have such great material for your poems. I rarely dream and, when I do, in the dream I am always working too hard: like tending half a dozen toddlers and a newborn, while I simultaneously run a bakery and try to learn how to fly. LOL. An over-achiever to the end.

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    1. Oh, wait until I write about my last wake-dream, more like a visualization gone deliciously wild. I'm saving it for the next Pantry of Prose. I'm grinning just thinking about it.

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  21. Your title speaks to me, Magaly, and I enjoyed the epistolary form, especially the way you address the ‘Not-So-Dear One’, and the sign-off made me smile. I also love the conversational tone (with asides)! You conjured up a vivid picture of Ms. Fayette, so much so that I could hear her ‘sugary-choking voice…, that’s all goodness and no thought’.

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    1. I'm so glad you enjoyed, Kim. It was fun (and even cathartic) to write.

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  22. I can feel the seething coming through each line. The repetition reminds me of the way some people will count to 10 to keep from blowing their top. There's wit. There's even humor, but it's the kind of humor that goes rampaging through Gotham City in the dead of night.

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    1. One day, I am going to write a piece where a character counts to 10 (all right, 13) in order to take the time to figure out where to smack someone more effectively.

      Yes, I'm a horrible person.

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    2. And I will read the hell out of that because I am also terrible

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  23. Oh this is brilliant. People who can only interpret the world from their own vantage point are - if not flat out narcissists - certainly so ego centric, they should probably be avoided, as much as possible. It is not a kindness if the person it is being bestowed upon doesn't see it that way.

    This is fabulous writing!!!

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  24. Got to have someone to confide in and hope for advice. For some reason I can't know why, Ms. Fayette was not a good choice. She may, however, have been the only choice.
    ..

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  25. Oh that makes me sad!! Flowers are for blooming not laying dead in driveway

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  26. You nailed it, the giver must think as the one who is to receive in order to know what is truly wanted by the receiver. Nicely written.

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    1. It's always important to think beyond our own heads.

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  27. Yes, it's thoughtless rather than thoughtful if someone gives you a gift that they *should* know that you wouldn't appreciate.

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    1. I wonder what goes through people's heads, when they knowingly do this kind of nonsense.

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  28. Your words always speak! An amazing write! Big Hugs!

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  29. Fools murder innocence in this manner. Love your words. Perfect.

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    1. I wonder if they feel a bit deader every time they do this...

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  30. It takes no thought to order flowers...my new son told me on my Birthday that he was going to buy me flowers, but remembered and bought me a packet of seeds instead....after knowing me 6 months....I totally feel your words *shovel sharpened when needed* ;) XXX

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  31. Love the perspective of this, Magaly. The dialogue was excellent. I could see the whole thing.

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  32. Oh, that is damn-near panic inducing. I can't wait to share it.

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    1. I thought that, too! Especially as I reread it aloud. By the time I was reading it, my eyes were huge.

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  33. Yeah, it's sad when the grand gesture fails so utterly because the person doesn't understand you. I'm the weird one in my family so I've had to beg them years ago "no more presents", not for Xmas or bday because they never gave anything I liked (while family, they never got me.) and politeness dictates I can't just throw it away or give it back. I finally did start giving them back and that stopped the presents pretty quick. It was meant well but such a waste. I love gifts, don't get me wrong, but the wrong gift just hurts. It confronts you with their blindness as to who you really are. And visa versa. I don't give gifts at Xmas or Bday but only when I see something I know the person will love which can be at any time of the year. Gifts are a difficult talent.
    Mary (Cactus Catz/Cactus Haiku)

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    1. Sometimes I wonder about people who give us gifts they know we don't want. I mean, what's their real intention?

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  34. A fresh perspective on kindness. Brilliant write, Maga.

    p.s. Thank you so much for your kind comment at Stacy, and for entering the giveaway. Best of luck! <3

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    1. Thank YOU (and Stacy) for creating wonderful art and sending it into the world.

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If you write it with heart, I shall read it with soul.