owl eyes

we were all lovers,
in the smoke
and the dust.
i woke from my sleep,
pale
and cross
with my wide, owl eyes
unseeing
and lost.

Reviews

[Skye Fields]

Gorgeous. I don't usually like the all lower-case technique, but this is stylistically perfect. I love the half-rhyme between "cross" and "lost"; that really holds the poem together. "We were all lovers" is such a beautiful, dreamy way to open the poem, and putting it in past tense gives it a bittersweet edge. I have absolutely nothing constructive to say. I adore this.

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"my wide, owl eyes
unseeing
and lost."

{so somber-but such a kool piece of poetry}

i love this...

james:-)

[Ed Hart]

descriptive, intelligent, sad