Kim Stone Poet Free verse

Foureyes

Foureyes is my name.
Seeing everything in the frame,
On the left,
On the right,
Everything is blurry to my sight.
Which is good from my perspective,
Less definition is my objective.
As the vision blurs,
Everything becomes a new object,
Not seen by everyone,
Until I paint it,
Like the sun!
An orange glow,
With range and depth,
Only I know!
Finding things that are undone,
Makes my pictures so much fun.
My mother says," Can't you match colors?
Even your clothes just aren't right"!
My father says," I'll go out with you at night,
Then no one will see,
You're such a sight"!
Until one day,
As I'm traipsing along,
I met a model,
Singing my song!
"You have a most unusual view,
I think we can make money with what you do"!
So now I am on every magazine cover!
And the model I met,
Became my lover!
Foureyes is my name,
I think that is right for me,
As I play this game.

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