The Casualty of Blue Eyes~

Your blue eyes

remind me

of rare gems

dancing in a little red pocket

while the trees fell to their knees

and the wolf wiped flour from his muzzle

 

shake the rain water from coils of red hair

and red hope

 

The frown line

line of thoughtful men

pain line

a crucifix

an imprint

of lives dived deep and deeper

cross sectioning

strong bones;

some days I don't know how to process you

your beauty leaves me hungry

builds a horrid pressure

beneath the floating rib. . . .

 

Your blue eyes

remind my hands

how to covet . . . .

 

 

 

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Reviews

[JelliFyshKissUs]

You have made me see "him" in an entirely new light.... as such a beautiful being should be seen and remembered... especially at a time like this.
"Trees fell to their knees and the wolf wiped flour from his muzzle"-- love that visual, that symbolism of something so profound and tragic in history. His beauty leaves me hungry as well
I love sitting at your feet and learning:) Thank you, my dovely.

[David W Moore III]

Love the last stanza. Not that the rest isn't amazing, but that last stanza... Nice.

[MuSe Ampoule]

I echo Shawn Renee's remarks: "while the trees fell to their knees
and the wolf wiped flour from his muzzle" truly exquisite!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Exquisite!

[Victoria]

wow! talent! the whole flow is amazing. felt it to my core. awesome!

[Princeps Angelus Mors]

Beautiful color experiment!

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

This is a beautiful poem with an apt title ..Wonderful writing Selene leaving the reader to decipher this poems mystique-

Chloe

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

Beautifully written- blue seas now change my perspective

[Cafe Reader]

Again you take us on a journey from the inside out! Amazing!

[Brad]

it's all been said here, let me add, though, that be they blue or green...it is our soul which connects us to them...