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When I see leaves on
a bush,
a vine,
a tree,
I see
Gorgeous Green Eyes
growing out of nerve-ous anticipation
to not miss the light of days...
to take in, full, the spectrum,
to root directly into earth's cerebrum,
The Sun's enlivening ideation rays...

To drink it in with global desperation
that she might see him through real formation,
that her manifest roundness
might know his perfect lines...
and that the seeing would become
the knowledge of creation.

almost all being
on earth is lived, first,
as light eternally bathing
the evermore than willing
green eye-lets
who synthesize
to realize
through innumerable potions
the unimaginable notions
of what is not yet motion

Until, unfurled,
blossoms abound
all are-round
to the unseen sound
of a world in waiting,
in time,
for the cycle of seeds
to birth new breeds,
to roundly remember
May's ways through December,
and to return resurrection's ring
to my ear shaped question,

"Do I really see him
through her
as she parades
his face through her
endlessly cyclical days?
Or do I know her by who
she shows me how she sees?"


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The following comments are for "Gorgeous Green Eyes"
by tamir

gone with the wind
potions, notions, motions huh! I think the structure of this poem perfectly embodies that...gone with the wind feeling of falling in love. I like the view of everything with rose tinted spectacles, the trees as eyes and the realisation that all is deeply and truely connected. Thoroughly enjoyed

( Posted by: Shaza89 [Member] On: January 12, 2013 )





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