The Casualty of Blue Eyes~

The Casualty of Blue Eyes~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole

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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ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

 

 

 

© 2011 NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole


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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.

Posted 13 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.




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Loveit...it seems as if you were visited by e.e's ghost while asleep
and he left this pasted on the back of your eyelids...so you could write it down when you woke up.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You are so abstract, I love your flights of thought, every read is a journey of the mind.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

those eyes...they can grasp the very thoughts of another...

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

change the blue eyes for brown with brown hair make it a female and you have me also.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Sometimes, you scare me, too, but in the good way.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

such visuals i can see in this. Like the dolor red used, looks like metaphors in color, very well done!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Really liked the way you have used the colored words to enhance the poem it (to my mind) added a bit of panasche to tjhe poem

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Liked this a lot. Real good writing, good tempo throughout the whole thing. The whole story hung together nicely, without. Feeling forced.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dramatically visual... it feels like a thought supported by generations of suffering and devotion.

"some days I don't know how to process you
your beauty leaves me hungry"

...a breath-taking expression of mystery... just simply so. Wonderful!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very Good!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on April 18, 2011
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Tags: poetry, selene skye, somedays I scare myself

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NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole
NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole

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