M. L. Kiser Poet Sestina

Private Eyes Invasive Eyes

 Everywhere, in dark and light, 
are always watching eyes.
Way out in space, 
glowing orbs, 
some of gold; 
watch through celestial layers.

Sift through the layers, 
to allow the light.  
Expose the golden, 
watching eyes.  
Those burning orbs, 
that hide in space.

We all need our private space.
Desperate, we dress in layers, 
to escape the prying orbs.
But, when a light 
reveals prying eyes, 
our privacy’s no longer golden.

In dreams of gold, 
we fly in space.  
No nosey eyes  
will peel our mortal layers.
Our hearts so light, 
escape those nosey orbs.

Centrifugal orbs; 
spinning gold, 
upon a stage of pinwheel lights.
How they play in space, 
among dark layers, 
away from prying eyes.

Invasive eyes, 
those peering orbs, 
that hide in layers; 
infringe upon our golden, 
private space; 
smother our inner light.

Prying eyes, hiding in etheric layers to spy.
My soul-orbs, watch them spying in space.
Their privacy’s just as golden; though they wear a disguise of star light.

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James Fraser January 21, 2015 at 1:11 PM Big Brother is watching us, for in this technological age, we can't hide anymore, James :) :) M. L. Kiser January 21, 2015 at 2:40 PM Apparently that's true. I appreciate your visit and comments.

Sandip Goswami January 10, 2015 at 2:55 AM Outstanding thoughts. Salute to you dear. Best to you. M. L. Kiser January 13, 2015 at 8:26 PM Many thanks, Sandip.