Wide Eyes See Spirits

When I was a child, 
I lived around
The corners of houses,
Hiding from your
Crooked nose -
So hooked
It gouged my
Superman courage
Right outta my
Teeny lil' chest.

My legs quaked a little
In my Barbie boots,
If ever I chanced to 
Get locked into that
Loony gaze, of yours -

The one that 
Stuck, thick on my skin,
Melting me off,
Like that little girl
I saw,
Covered in napalm -

All over -

You know the look -
The one that made me feel bad
For mewing, purring, and
Licking my paws,

Caroline and I
Shared marshmallows
At night,
Faces glowing in
Rainbow light -

Rainbows that peeked from
The filaments that
Twirled slowly,

Too slowly,
Inside Gary's
Glass indigo box,

And shared 
Boogeyman dreams
On what types of things
Probably crawled from
Your crow's nest hair.

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I saw you last week,
In your silver convertible,
Fly away's tied down
'neath Oscar de la
Something,

(Or another) 

With cherry red lips,
A silk blouse that slipped,
Flirtingly from your
Shimmering, bronzed
Shoulders,

Beauty on your lips,
Beauty in your hair,
Beauty spilled
Right 'cross your face,

Beauty in your poise,
Even in your toys,

Wait -
Beauty?

Had my wide eyes deceived me?

I found a old snapshot
From your date night out -
The night you should've been
Watching me,

And saw,
With my two,
The you that I knew,
'cept, actually,
You looked
Just the same -

Though, your wild hair,
Now tamed -

Plus, a wrinkle and maybe a grey.

Author's Note

Children see spirit, before they see beauty.

Reviews

[Larry Dyson]

yes...they do they see as a Shamanese or Shaman do.. clearly spirtiualy...trade places with an injured soul ..to diagnose and treat them ..to relieve their pain... for just a while....inner seeing....yes