Best Hopewinter Poems
Beggar-boy quiet watched eyes lavender blue
One look of buried winter songs chiseled at my soul.
Tattered earlobe sullen deaf bored with a hole
Flash of pride, lightning wells I could not look into.
Saw the velvet violin case and bore a hole there too
Molded pride of undeserved, embers stirred the coal
Beggar-boy quiet watched eyes lavender blue
One look of buried winter songs chiseled at my soul.
Unclasped brass dull 'click' vessel and bow I drew
Hungry eyes body rigid--could silent tune console?
Searing bowstrings clawed at my heart a trembling cajole
Until I saw the tears run free clear as dusky dew
Beggar-boy quiet watched eyes lavender blue.
Burried bellow
Is a girl with no soul.
Her eyes,
Black with despite,
And her heart,
As cold as a winter night.
She cries into the night
With an echo of fear,
But her eyes do not
Leak one single tear.
Burried bellow
Is a girl with a growing soul,
Her eyes now show light,
But her heart,
Still cold as a winter night.