peering into my face, my mother
smiles
and says:
"You have your grandma's chocolate eyes."
I smile and nod
show my teeth like a good girl
and agree
that my eyes are deep brown.
but the brown of my eyes is not soothing cocoa,
they are the brown of a freshly tilled
field
that will grow tall trees
to the skies
and beyond
if the teardrop rains water them enough.
my eyes have seen much, through
anguish and
assimilation and
asininity
and my eyes have seen
God
in the espresso-dark pools
of my own irises.
these eyes in my head dance at night
behind lids
that protect them while they show
their vulnerable joy.
after their dancing exhausts them, i awake
and wonder where my glasses are
so that I may see the world clearly
for my eyes are naive on their own
and see the world as a soft and fuzzy place to be.
these eyes, these small cameras that let me see and be,
these eyes are me.
Author notes
Caellach
This is just a weird eye poem that I rather like. ^_^
A contest entry
- the eyes are the windows by ratkos.
825 points, ended January 11, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Eye love my eyes.
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this is excellent!
you should like this, it's a great piece of writing, although you're strongest part was the first half..not because of what you said..but how you said it.. still a great write though!
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Thank you =]
-K
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Your opening is true poetry......
it allows you to enter this gem of a write with ease....
i see you know the secret of keeping the reader all the way through.
the windows to the soul,
all that is in store for those eyes.....
a life unfolding.....
laughing ... crying... smiling eyes..... that watch wee ones grow old....
watching loved ones coming to call....
eyes that look into space and reflect on all your blessings ,
your triumphs and failures.....
looking back at yourself in a mirror....
hoping you will always see...
how much you are loved....
to see the one that will tell you
that they only have eyes so they may see you looking back at them.
This holds so much of what i have come to know about you.
The last stanza is amazing.
your talent is so obvious......
I have always seen that with my own sore eyes......
you have always been a sight for them.
even your early ones are exquisite.
Bless you lass,
Liam
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Thank you, Liam..... =]
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i love this poem..its so beautiful and i love the last 2 lines...thanks for entering
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Thanks for commenting!
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I really like this one. Needs a little work... them instead of tham... but I love the imagery.
LOVE the lines:
"for my eyes are naive on their own
and see the world as a soft and fuzzy place to be."
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Thank you
That's what I love about Allpoetry.... people will point it out when i hit the wrong key!!!
I'm glad you liked it. Thanks for your comment and proofreading ^_^
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By the way, I do not think I am God!!! (I just read this through and noticed that it may seem like I do. I don't. If I was, I'd get fired!!!)
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