My eyes are filled with chocolate’s subtle hue;
turned liquid every time I think of you.
My eyes are bronzed from gazing at your face;
tanned because I burn in your embrace.
My eyes reflect a hint of cinnamon;
you love it that some spice is sprinkled in.
My eyes are colored like the nests of birds;
longing to be filled with nestling words.
My eyes are like bread cooling in the pan;
providing nourishment to child and man.
My eyes are dew capped cones upon the pine;
beneath the shade of evergreens they shine.
My eyes are tinted with the shades of earth;
and you must dig if would find my worth.
My eyes are painted with the flecks of stars;
they twinkle even as they shadow scars.
Some would say my eyes are brown and plain;
but my eyes are more then one word can explain.
Patricia Gibson-Williams
November 16, 2005
Author notes
Inspired by "My Eyes" by Courage2Survive
Written November 16th, 2005
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A contest entry
- Re-write my prewrite! by Courage2Survive.
450 points, ended November 18, 2005, 5 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Glorious gold! Congratulations.
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a beautiful poem, congrats!!!
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This was a wodnerful poem and congrats on the gold! It was well deserved!
~Frog
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