Open Poetry #31 |
Summer's Morn 98 |
DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
When I saw the sun kiss you on a summer's morn And moonlight kissed your hair on the day you were born When I saw the look in your eyes A kind of crimsom mess The swirl of the world beneath your feet Flowing your dress to match your hair And the love of your eyes Was sad and deep and warm I saw the tilt of your nose Light the smile of your lips The love of yourself A sense of belonging in your time and space A deep laughter in your throat Echoing the world's embrace I see you in the world I cannot see the world without You in it's heart And a smile like a roustabout But sometimes I see an upturned nose And a furrowed brow And I wait for the sky to clear And move the thunder loud To sink to an early red dawn Of another summer's morn |
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Grover Senior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 1967London, ON, Canada |
I liked this poem except for your description of the subject's eyes: "When I saw the look in your eyes A kind of crimsom mess The swirl of the world beneath your feet Flowing your dress to match your hair And the love of your eyes Was sad and deep and warm" It reads as a contradiction-- crimson mess / deep and warm. Just a suggestion. LOL! |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
They were a crimson mess Grover, believe me Bloodshot to the eyeballs washed by tears and strain Dave |
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Bonnie j Senior Member
since 2003-06-27
Posts 1588Ohio |
Those first few lines show tenderness and love.Like the read. Bon-Bon |
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Snow
since 2000-10-16
Posts 1170desert flower looking for rain |
"I see you in the world I cannot see the world without" these lines really stood out to me... a heart grabber. snow |
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