The Eyes Have ItA Poem by Sharon KimA square inch poemThe Eyes Have It Just a mere
inch of space? The eye that
rests upon my face Shielded by
brown fringe of lash Eyelids are
but just a sash To the windows of my soul. Pupil black
as midnight’s kiss Flames like
rust spread out from this Licking
liquid pools of green Observing all
that can be seen Showing such
expressiveness They tell
the tales words often miss By going
wide, they show surprise Corners crinkling,
my smiling eyes Squeezing tight,
a tear leaks out Sadness is
what that’s about Narrowing to
tiny slits That’s what
comes with angry fits My soul is
bare for all to see © 2013 Sharon KimFeatured Review
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