'new adventures'
Emily B
The reflection of color or feeling. My husband has hazel eyes. I felt that they were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen when we met. I still do. Color does relay emotion and even feelings. Nature reveals meaning too. Your poem of nature and imagination just was an inspiring dip in a lovely pool. Thanks. I read your poem 'to melt' in the past and thought I'd check this one out when I saw your review on Einstein noodle's page.
Bless you,
Kathy
Thank you. I wrote this after a conversation with a young friend many years ago. Her imagination was.. read moreThank you. I wrote this after a conversation with a young friend many years ago. Her imagination was wondrous.
3 Years Ago
That does sound really nice. Others have the ability to share so much. I have two grandaughters that.. read moreThat does sound really nice. Others have the ability to share so much. I have two grandaughters that inspire me. One newly married and one in college.
Kathy
It's wonderful when we can see through another's eyes, regardless of what color those eyes may be. This is the purpose of writing and reading really, isn't it? I believe so.
I've always been envious of the green-eyed.
Wonderful imagery in this piece. Thank you very much for sharing.
woven words like never and pleasure and adventure and possessed and glimpse and reflect and before and azure and conjur-[ing]..it's cards shuffled/dealt on the table rather than in a consciously determined order but they fall in suit and numerically artistically..this is all just series of subjective little points that compliment the obvious beauty of style and content and form..so in light of this nonsensical information I've coughed up, I'm gonna let my brain wrap itself around why you say it makes no sense..I've got my grey-ish eye on you, Emily.
This one made me think...I've never imagined seeing the world without my blue eyes, but now you have me wondering what it would be like to see things through two soothing pools of caramel, or possibly distant isles of green...hmmm... Nicely done!
I learned to see the world more clearly through my daughter's bright blue eyes; learned to see myself; my weaknesses, failures and faults through her. I learned that seemingly unimportant actions can have wonderful rewards or drastic consequences; all through blue eyes even though my eyes are brown. That's what I got out of this. It reminded me of my own experience and how a vicarious outlook may sometimes be clearer than a microscopic vision. Sometimes we are too close on a thing to see it for ourselves and it takes the sight or the insight of a loved one; family member or friend to steer our blind hearts in the right direction. Thanks for reminding me of that; even if it was not your intention. Loved this!
to the Lost Boys
I am no Wendy;
but my voice brings you back to me.
And you sit around my feet,
anxious for a story
or a kiss.
Listening to my words
spinning adventures,
like so much g.. more..