Eyes Blue Poems | Examples
These Eyes Blue poems are examples of Blue poems about Eyes. These are the best examples of Blue Eyes poems written by international poets.
A poet at the supermarket
At the supermarket, yes, we have one near Faro. I met a poet.
The mall is nicely built and has two bell towers.
From time to time, they chime to remind us why we are
Here, not sit on a bench in its courtyard looking up to
The sky is seeing mind-blowing cumulus configurations.
The poet I met had a white beard, wore an old black suit,
a tie with red wine spots on, a black beret that whiffed
Of garlic, I think. You could see that it wasn’t really there.
His eyes scanning the ground, he bent down, picking up.
Half-smoked butts of cigarettes. Ok, not so rich
So what? Haven’t you heard of a poor poet before?
They are not all idle sons of the rich, and with a university.
Degrees in literature. A notebook in the side pocket and
Two pencils in his breast pocket; so he was a poet, ok.
Death wears blue
Hollowed eyes
Sleepy grin
Twisted mouth
Smiled at me
As her voice
In my dreams
Between his rattle
And her breath
Silently screams
You're killing me
Blue butterflies reflect in my eyes
But you say all you can see is blue skies.
Blue butterflies then ascend to real skies,
As I finally begin to truly realize...
Ever so I laid horizontal
In trued, looking up
…yonder hued
Kept on the side
Eyes lifted high
Environment sewed the heavens abound, above my eyes…
All I saw was “blue”
8/30/2025
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
I saw you sitting in the park. I was pulled in by your blue green eyes & they tore me apart. When I spoke to you. your voice was like an angel playing a harp. it melted my heart and I had to try to win your heart.
Sometimes I wonder
What’s the point of anything
Five more minutes
Five more minutes of suffocating
Of not being able to breathe
I’m afraid I’m starting to bleed
From this incision that you made on my heart
This nonstop drift
Everything shifts
While you're off to sleep
I sit here, eyes wide
I try practicing my smile
It feels like someone is controlling me
Puppet on a string
Just a doll
That’s made for play
I wish I could stop feeling this way
I used to smile on command
Now it’s just rehearsed
No real feelings
Peeling at the skin on my fingers
That’s when I get my escape
Scrape off this old layer
It’s time for a new one
Coming out of my cocoon
But I’m still so desperately blue
I never knew
That one of these days I’d have a breakthrough
But I don’t see that any time soon
So for now I’ll sit and wonder
And suffocate for five more minutes.
Specific hue I am to show
on second arch of the rainbow.
Me smiling on the cloudless sky.
sometimes smile on beautiful eyes.
I’m dazzling on sapphire gemstone.
In ocean-hole also be shown.
I am praised in early dawn hour.
on the morning glory flower.
Me glowing soft on horizon,
but bright as twinkling stars to shine.
I symbolise serenity -
inspiration, stability.
So ! I have given enough clue
You can easily guess the hue.
I'm sick of being
the man I never was,
once upon a time
I could have been,
anything,
but closing my eyes,
the images gush thru
darken memory
I cannot rest.
I think sometimes,
it'll be best
to suicide.
I've tried
in the past
but I know,
I'll be reborn
back.
I will live on,
and past the fronts,
live in solitary
of humanity
in a darkened
and obsolete
old town.
I need
to be
anything
but
here.
I hate my venom,
it was building.
I need to let go...
A river flows,
so why can't I?
Live in solitary
left alone
in my thoughts
and relax
to nature.......
If I'm faced
to trial
why not
the maker?
I still can't
get those dark
of horrible
endless thoughts
to leave
as I
bathe
my sleeves
free will
is a disease
The shade of blankets for baby boys
A little girl's darling play unicorn
The robin's nest with her blue eggs' soft jitters
That water inside a blue hydrangea
Where the eyes of us looking show
The lover's true color of touching below
Be it forever then
So goes the horizon
The invisible clock making us invisible in day —
Maybe even the sea if it stopped pulling away.
When you have stared too long
at that lifeless screen,
take a hint from the bird song -
abandon the machine.
See me through your window, so serene.
And if you feel alone
gazing at the skies,
soften up your hard heart of stone -
her soul's window might surprise
when you see me in her loving eyes.
Tie me like Ulysses,
I don’t want
run to death
hearing those songs!
Bind me Lord!
But you keep on singing!
The sins are not yours
for the shores I crave
or the eyes I seek
or the thrills of my restless soul!
I beg you to keep on singing.
Sparrows enjoy a certain reputation
For intimacy and hope
Crosby Stills and Nash sang of them
In Suite: Judy Blue Eyes
As compatriots to the morning
Air
With guitar strums and high notes
Truth be told
Sparrows are bulkier than the normal song bird
And not particularly
Pretty
Brown and gray as a mound of dirt
Chirpy jerky punk band
And they have no problem with crowding out
From a bush or bird feeder
Finches and chick-a-dees
They’re kind of a bully
Push around those that are smaller
Who carry pouches of yellow and pink
And tiny symphonies
They clog up my eavestroughs with nests
Right now
I watch one sparrow land on top of another
And the tree branch bends down
Under their heft
Bounces up and down
To their sex
Again
The limb
Seemingly
Waving them off
Or so it tries
As if it’s saying
Get off me you animals.
We met in a coffee shop
off Fifth Avenue
In Jersey.
You were so magnetic;
your eyes shone so brightly.
A couple of years passed by;
and our paths crossed
once more
through the entanglement
of interwoven destiny.
We both ended up
in that coffee shop again.
I have to ask:
Did the blue in
your hair fade naturally,
or did you lose your sense
of self-expression?
Your aura felt hollow;
your eyes weren’t dancing
when I looked at them.
Some say blue is the warmest color.
Darling,
blue doesn’t suit
you at all.
And neither
does
blonde.
I've always been afraid of deep water...
So why did I believe it would make me stronger?
Maybe I thought its beauty was sublime,
But beauty can’t hold you afloat every time.
I took a breath and went under,
Trusting you through all the wonder.
The waves pushed me towards you,
A feeling so fresh and new.
As I ventured into the deep blue,
It was too late to rue.
I was in too deep—
Now all I could do was weep.
The strong current pushed me along,
And though I knew it was wrong,
It felt like I belonged,
And it was all that I longed.
I kept drifting into the blue,
And I felt it was all true.
I thought you'd swim beside me,
Listening to my desperate plea.
You were my favourite memory—
Not my destiny.
I feared the deep, yet here I am,
Your silence hitting me like a slam.
I never learned how to say goodbye,
I always wondered why.
Maybe floating isn't what I need,
But the courage to proceed.
Now I'll find my way back to shore,
Where the light gives me hope for more.
The ocean of your eyes was a storm in disguise—
And now, I no longer compromise.