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Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-29

Posts 7115
South Africa

0 posted 2012-01-17 09:04 PM

Snow falls and tries to catch my eye
but my eyes aren’t tuned to what’s outside
but rather to an inner feel
of all things manifest.

They’re crazy eyes that feel your smile
and look away at day’s end sigh
but how they focus both as one
when called upon by love.

They’re bluer than I think they are
and sunken somewhat ‘neath a brow
that wrinkles and, yes, crinkles up
when all the pieces do not fit.

Eyes, my eyes, they’re not alright
when pulled off course to the left
away, away, so far away,
from what they know is right.

Sometimes they’re heavy, sometimes light,
sometimes they simply cease to fight
and close upon the battle field
sad and weary to the core.

They work though, yes, and really hard
when you say this and they see that
and then, of course, they bow to ears
as if ears are masters of the truth.

Eyes, my eyes, perhaps they lie!

Helen / 17 January 2012

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

1 posted 2012-01-17 09:10 PM

Perhaps your eyes have tired of what they have been exposed to, in all manner of things, Honeybunch. I know mine have become weary and wearisome to the point where sometimes what used to fill me with glee now barely breaks a smile. I'm trying to say, I quite understand . . .

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways ~*~

Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-29

Posts 7115
South Africa

2 posted 2012-01-17 09:12 PM

Thanks, Jerry. Sometimes all one needs is understanding.

JL
Member Ascendant

since 2004-04-01

Posts 6128
Texas, USA

3 posted 2012-01-17 09:13 PM

"They work though, yes, and really hard
when you say this and they see that
and then, of course, they bow to ears
as if ears are masters of the truth.

Eyes, my eyes, perhaps they lie!"

Perhaps we all have eyes that lie.
Or a mind that won't let them see the truth.

Love the pondering you kindled in mine.
Enjoyed, Helen.

JL

Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself.
Maranatha!

Nicole
Senior Member

since 1999-06-23

Posts 1835
Florida

4 posted 2012-01-17 09:18 PM

There are so many things reflected in the eyes of a poet such as yourself; and what beauty and sorrow and complexity there is.

Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-29

Posts 7115
South Africa

5 posted 2012-01-17 09:30 PM

Thanks, JL. And then again perhaps our eyes see the truth and mind won't listen because after all they're only eyes and certainly not as lofty as mind.

Honeybunch
Member Rara Avis

since 2001-12-29

Posts 7115
South Africa

6 posted 2012-01-17 09:31 PM

Thanks, Nicole, and sometimes too complex for a mere mortal.

Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

7 posted 2012-01-18 04:40 AM

Beautifully written and thought provoking, dear Helen. As you say it's not the eyes that lie, but our "mental elaboration" maybe.

You know what the "Little Prince" said ... "It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; What is essential is invisible to the eye.". Antoine de Saint-Exupéry knew that truth so well.

Look twice therefore ...

Margherita

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