Open Poetry #5 |
soar eyes |
Kevin
since 1999-11-02
Posts 729Torrington, Ct, Usa |
A morning like the ones before grown ill with repetition. With same old sights, my eyes grew soar begging for a new vision. Till afternoon came with a site that brought me to my knees a brilliance in the rays of light found me upon the breeze. The smile that she sent my way could stop a heart from beating and words I struggled hard to say to justify the meeting she walked on bye, my eyes went low to hold her grace forever but images I had let go. My heart began to sever an evening like the ones before grown ill with repetition with same old sights, my eyes grew soar than closed in self submission. |
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Deborah Junior Member
since 2000-01-03
Posts 41 |
Very nice, I especially liked the first and last part of you poem. Deborah |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Interesting how you give the reader an intriguing glimpse into what could be symbolic of a lifetime. Claire |
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whiskey
since 1999-12-28
Posts 1278Australia |
Wonderful poem Kevin, but then all your poems Ive read are wonderful |
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