Eye look at I

Eye look at I

A Poem by Toni Prehoda Kahler

Eye look at I

 

Two blues,

gray-rimmed,

and dark

at the center---

I am, too: blues,

and dark

at the center.

 

Growing old

does things

sometimes,

like withers you,

or hardens,

or gives you luck

enough to dance

all summer on

a lawn strewn

with violets.

 

© 2008 Toni Prehoda Kahler


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Featured Review

Didn't turn out a bit as I thought it might...a definite "feel-good" piece
J ~ sent it....

"I am, too: blues, ~ Fab verse here ...and so it truly can be
and dark
at the center."


"or gives you luck
enough to dance
all summer on
a lawn strewn
with violets." ~ ......................Priceless imagery and mood

The way you sprinkle the ending with a carefree tone ....brought this work...to a different level

Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice Poetics


Blessssssssssssssss

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




Reviews

This is so wonderful. As we age many things change, but our love of life only grows stronger. We appreciate more and begin to understand how precious life is :0)

At first I wondered where this piece was going, however, the final line brought it all together.

A most enjoyable read.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wonderful poem, Toni, and I identify.

Tom

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Left Speechless.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Didn't turn out a bit as I thought it might...a definite "feel-good" piece
J ~ sent it....

"I am, too: blues, ~ Fab verse here ...and so it truly can be
and dark
at the center."


"or gives you luck
enough to dance
all summer on
a lawn strewn
with violets." ~ ......................Priceless imagery and mood

The way you sprinkle the ending with a carefree tone ....brought this work...to a different level

Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice Poetics


Blessssssssssssssss

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I so enjoyed the closing lines of this poem. What a beautiful image.

"Enjoy growing old, some never get the chance."
-Unknown

Posted 16 Years Ago


We must always dance even if with ourselves in our minds .... but always, always dance ... thank you for joy.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Growing old does things to you, sometimes . . .

Every lovely word fell like sweet rain. Gray and blue and violet.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sighs, age, I plan on just running with it till it runs out I think, it has a gentleness about it, ageing that is, less anxiety and more calmness. Or I guess it could be full of regret and hardness, eh there are moments but they all pass, everything seems to be passing.

Lawn and violets, thats lovely, the wild violets here are so dainty they have delicate peacefullness about them, soft and cool on a summers day.



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

[send message][befriend] Subscribe
J
I understand completely.

Such an... endearing love/passionate revulsion dichotomy... with this world (how I sense it anyway, how it swings between poles)...

A lawn strewn with violets... that's such a peaceful, spiritual image.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

very beautiful, moved me to a tender smile of understanding.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


First Page first
Previous Page prev
1
Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

318 Views
12 Reviews
Rating
Shelved in 2 Libraries
Added on April 28, 2008
Last Updated on April 28, 2008

Author

Toni Prehoda Kahler
Toni Prehoda Kahler

Forest Grove, OR



About
I teach art, I do art in spurts, in moments or minutes or maybe an hour. Avid reader. Now searching for my own voice through fiction (short or long) and poetry, and ramblings. I am exploring and exp.. more..

Writing

Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..


Time Time

A Poem by Rain


Uncomplete Me Uncomplete Me

A Poem by Bubo





Advertise Here
Want to advertise here? Get started for as little as $5
Compartment 114
Compartment 114