Her Eyes

She does have great eyes, hope they see me smiling...

First a short story/explanation about this poem. A sweet friend left me a comment on my poem 'HI' that I posted here saying, "I thought you were talking about me until you mentioned 'blue eyes'". This of course led me to imagine what color her eyes were. Which led to writing this poem. I have always loved to song and so put a link to it as an intro to the poem. 

Her Eyes

Her eyes,

the color of fine Burgundy,

drinks you into them

making you tipsy with desire.

They contain the tempest

of a woman

unchained, yet they

also shiver at the softness 

of her heart.

~~~

Her eyes

sparkle with words unspoken,

daring her pen to silence

least it spill her heart;

as her tears

dampen the page,

smudging the ink

into blots of pain.

The pain of every woman

bound and confined

by man-made traditions.

Yet, her eyes,

reflecting millennia’s words,

speak of hope,

of love,

of life.

And like Sappho,

Sylvia,

Natake and Claribel Alegria,

of a woman’s strength.

~~~

Her eyes,

like a fine Burgundy,

drinks you in with desire.

~~redzone 1.16.14

Note: I do not know the real color of her eyes.

But I chose Burgundy because it is a bold and

delicious wine that I thought captured her spirit

Author's Note

She told me her eyes were "brown, nothing special"... I replied Frieda, it is not only the color of eyes that make them sparkle, but more that sparkle comes from your heart...

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like how this captures the idea of woman almost perfectly...

confined by man but loved by man...a tempest if we don't treat her with respect, yet at times someone who can be so soft and gentle...

a tender rock for us crazy guys.

[Lyn Anderson]

This is a sensual, romantic, delightful write. So glad I gleaned it. It is so hard to keep up with everybody on here, while I am madly scribbling, using the cafe as I used to use napkins in bars. Jot it down ...

[Frieda P]

Swooning dear curt....such utterly luverly poetic words, am in love with that last stanza, be still my heart. Over the moon stunning, am breathless and speechless. Like I told you, brown eyes, nothing exciting, but Burgundy really sends this into blissful orbit..I pick'd the right fella this time. *wink^ Love ya! x

[Frieda P]

Oh, love Peter Gabriel by the way, perfect choice, I guess that could be our wedding song! ;-)

[Pryde Foltz]

What a wonderful homage to our dear Frieda. Really spectacular write.

[Shaun Payton]

wow that was truly lovely! A journey of some fondness is admirable and gentle. Again just so lovely it makes reading it a blessing.

[Sami Khalil]

Eyes are windows to the soul and the magical world of emtions. I have felt the power of your admiration of her eyes and your desire to capture her spirit..bravo , sir...:)....................

[redzone]

Thanks Sami... to be honest, I am glad she liked it enough to allow me to share... eyes are magical aren't they.. thanks again Sami

[Sami Khalil]

So true...Wonderful...You are welcome...:).................

[MsJewel]

This is lovely. Absolutely stunning in every way. My new favorite by you!

100/100 sips of burgundy wine!

:) Julie

[redzone]

hmmm Julie, I do believe you might also be a bit tipsy.. lol OK, Julie is flagged!! Someone grab her car keys... ;o) thanks Julie, I am smiling here and appreciating your comment...

[MsJewel]

Me...tipsy...no...not tonight. I just know good poetry when I read it and this one is lovely~