She never missed a trick...
no thoughts could he disguise,
nor misdemeanours hope to hide
those eyes would not detect.
Blue, they were, as the bars
on the wings of a jaybird;
clear as crystal ribbons
that trickle down the Ben
and as deep as any ocean.
He grew wise – careful
not to swim out of his depth;
but the rip-tide
got him in the end.
In her arms, given half
the chance, he’d have died
a million deaths.
“What she didn’t know
about the kiss of life,
wasn’t worth the knowing,”
so he said.
Comments
Kahdai | July 3, 2010 - 12:12
Wow, I read this as kind of spooky Tina & I like it! It has a little magic in it aswell. Kahdai xx
Silver Spun Sand | July 3, 2010 - 17:55
Thanks Kahdai. Glad you enjoyed;-)
Tina xx
MistakenMagic | July 4, 2010 - 15:19
This girl with blue eyes enjoyed this poem immensely, dear Tina! Especially this stanza:
'He grew wise – careful
not to swim out of his depth;
but the rip-tide
got him in the end.'
Some really perfect images here which I'm sure most people can relate to - we've all fallen in too deep at some point! I love the sense of martyrdom too. Beautifully captured ;)
Magic xxx
Silver Spun Sand | July 4, 2010 - 15:43
And to the girl with blue eyes I say a special 'thank you';-)
I'm so pleased she enjoyed it;-)
Tina xxx
Beeme | July 8, 2010 - 21:40
I echo magic's comment i know i've fallen in too deep i'm sure nearly all of us have. I love the images in this one, top class. Another beautiful poem which paints an ordinary scene with such vivid colours and emotion. Beeme xx
Silver Spun Sand | July 9, 2010 - 13:28
Thanks for lovely comments, dear Beeme. Glad it conjured up a picture for you.
Hope you have a lovely weekend;-)
Tina xx
Nolan | September 5, 2010 - 19:06
Blue eyes are cruel blue eyes are eerie blue eyes she’s on acid,
never trust blue eyes,
“What she didn’t know
about the kiss of life,
wasn’t worth the knowing,”
so he said.
Give me warm soft brown eyes, kind gentle eyes, a pair of sparrows puffed against the winter chill, a warm cottage, crackling flames
warm soup and fresh bread &&
Yes loved your poem Tina!