Pluck My Eye

Pluck my eye
And play marble

Aim

And

Strike

Aim and strike
With the marble of my eye

Strike her

Strike her rock
Rock her stride

Break her

Rock

Rock her frolics

Survive her heart
-break
Her heart

Into

Pebbles

Gravels

Go to the jeweler

Pick my eye
Polish her rocks

Glisten my marble
Pump the purple of her heart
In the flesh of my marble

Stone
Her rock

Pluck my eye
And aim

Someone
Hand me
A help
Lend me
a hand
-le

handle

The beat

Beat
The heart
Beat

Pluck my eye

Play my marble

I don’t have a hand

Author's Note

Your eyes can speak too...

Imagine two people conversing with their eyes where one loves the other and the other does not.

One pair of eyes tries to melt conquer the other while the other tries to break don the one...

Reviews

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

Another well-incorporated analogy!

[paradise]

I like this pretty

[Kenneth The Poet]

Pretty words.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

A very different view from what seems to be a game. Maybe a game of heartbreak? Very original.

[Coyote Poetry]

Your words are true. The eyes can tell a thousand stories. Good and bad. I like the story in this poem. A very good poem.
Coyote

[stars are far]

nice piece ...

[Liza]

this poem makes me think of the story of Oedipus. The eyes are the tools to see and feel the soul.

[Sakib]

It's interesting and nice concept. I liked it.

[EMF]

Wonderful in every sense, from the wordplay to imagry Truly wonderful