Long Eye Poems
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Poetic Form: Rhyme/Footle/Shape or Concrete
Inspired: 2024 January 09. As per sample supplied by sponsor.
. "When Each
Man woman, and child
are not born to be wild
there will be love and
laughter and peace
ever after. When
hate ceases
to be, free
. we will
all be
X" ~~Quote by The Poet~~
Couplet - Rhyme:
Friends respond,
Transcends go beyond.
Missing piece,
Kissing release.
Needs prayer,
Seeds fair,
Sew strong,
Grow belong,
Peace resumes,
Cease booms.
Footle:
Peace
Release
Unarm
No Harm
Calm
Psalm
Pure
demure
anticlimax
Relax
Love
One above
dream
scheme
moonbeam
stream
gleaming
beaming
tranquility
ability
faith
Wraith
Transcend
Befriend
Shape:
A L
E. x L.
W x P
. x R
P x x x A
E x x x Y.
A x x x R
C x O
E. * F
Summer scintillating with blossoms of purple and gold, while beneath
Umbrella stars, the magic of an enchanting evening takes her breath away
Moon glow above waters, verdant trees that fan the expanse of the sky
Macaron sweet scented air, a chiffon scarf blows in the wind, she sits at the
Edge of the water and prays to the angels above. Please send me someone to
Revere and to love. While the gentle waves lap, curl and cover her, he arrives!
Love at first sight, that is what it was for her, when she first lay eyes on him.
Orbiting her world he smiles and suddenly two celestial bodies meet,
Veering towards each other, long forgotten echoes of the past, heard once again
Eager to conjoin they fuse like sky and ocean, by the eye of a fading sun.
Awesomely amazing is the eye* of God Almighty
Blazing midst His blessings’ brightness-beauty…
Cheering colossal galaxy with Creator’s radiance
Directing mankind toward Providence-guidance…
Eye of God reveals His light’s empowerment
Freeing the blinded against ignorance-imprisonment…
Glowing gloriously along fervent compassion care
Hoisting hope against frustration-gloominess’ scare…
Illumining eye of God ceaselessly beholds us indeed
Justice He ensures as He is supreme Judge in word and deed…
By the loving Father's kindness while abiding as the King forever
Sovereign approval glance leads along truth and mercy, failing never.
*Psalm 33:18 Behold, the eye of the LORD is upon them that fear him, upon them that hope in his mercy.
ABC with couplet form
June 1, 2019
Honorable Mention, "STRAND no 690, ANY THEME, ANY FORM" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 2/25/2020.
the eye of the tiger is the eye of a criminal
the eye of the tiger is the eye of the forbidden
the eye of the tiger is the eye of the beholder
a criminal is a eye of the tiger
a criminal is a eye of the forbidden
a criminal is a eye of the beholder
a forbidden tiger is a forbidden eye
a forbidden tiger is a forbidden criminal
a tiger's eye is a criminal’s eye
a tiger's eye is a eye of the forbidden
the forbidden law is the forbidden eye of a criminal
the forbidden law is the forbidden eye of the tiger
forbid is forbidden of an eye
forbid is forbidden of a tiger
forbid is forbidden of a criminal
the eye of the tiger is the forbidden eye of the tiger
the eye of the tiger is the forbidden eye of a criminal
a tiger's eye is a tiger's eye of a criminal
a tiger's eye is a tiger's eye of the tiger
behold is behold the eye of the tiger
behold is behold the eye of a criminal
The eye of time has witnessed countless spectacles,
Every joy bound to wounds, a profound connection tangible.
Dreams extinguished in silence, unseen by all,
Desires crumbling as wishes at their side would fall.
Time played its games in the theater of existence,
Love defeated, while hatred found persistence.
Hearts became desolate in mere moments,
Helplessness weeping at the doorstep of life's torments.
The eye of time could never grasp this mystery,
Why behind every smile lurks sorrow's misery.
Yet this heart, for centuries, has asked again,
Why does darkness follow when light remains?
I wanted you to know
That you did not steal the show
Unable to harness the harmony
You did not screw this up for me
In fact, it's such a huge favor
Not wasting the fruits of my labor
Knowing you were out to deceive thee
I don't know why you don't believe me
When I told you how I feel about people who lie
When it comes to seeing eye to eye
No way any of it will fly
I would advise you to step aside
Instead of trying to fix this on the backslide
That will just cause us to collide
Taking our love to a bad kinda high
Don't want to have to choose sides
Or risk that either one of us would ever lie
Looks like none of our plans are going to apply
Sometimes you have to accept the reasons why
That there is not much left to erect or intercept
Cause it looks like you swept much of it away
When you chose to be that way
Hoping all your lies
Didn't get hung up on the inside
Thinking you can justify
What I feel is nothing but a slap in the eye
Over you telling your dirty lies
Deceiving while hiding in discquise
Once you cross this line
There is no way to realign
What was once so divine all by design
Why would you choose this to be
Now I must set you free
You are not the one meant for me
You had your chance
At the most romantic dance
But now you get to stay home
And wish about it from a glance
And when you come out of your trance
This will be a broken romance
That has no last chance
There is a moment when the clock strikes midnight
The world around me is filled with echoes of the day
And I have a quiet moment to reflect on my experiences
Thinking about how far I've come in under two years
But also thinking about how far I still have to go
Perhaps I'm not as lonely as I used to be
I have many people I can associate with now
But still in that quiet hour I sit alone in my bedroom
Peering out a dusty window at the black sky
Strewn with stray but twinkling stars
I have people but at the same time I have nobody
I have friends but at the same time I have no love
I have dreams but at the same time I have no destiny
I have strength but at the same time I have no courage
It's silly but I spend so much time absolutely obsessed
Over what others think of me right here in this chair
But really I worry about my old weakness, my right eye
People tell me I shouldn't worry about it
But none of them know what it's like to deal with it
To constantly reassure people I'm looking at them
When they look over their shoulder like I'm not talking to them
Nobody knows what it's like to walk into walls
Or fail to grab something because you have no depth perception
Everyone talks about disability but fail to mention Amblyopia
I can't catch balls, I can't throw footballs, I can't do a lot
Having no depth perception means I can't watch 3D movies
Just for one day I wish I knew what it was like to be normal
I just want to make eye contact with both eyes
I just want to be able to catch a football without struggling
I want to see a move and watch it pop in 3D
I want casual conversation without people being uneasy
But what I don't want is a pity party over my affliction
I don't want people telling me to get over it
Or that it doesn't affect how they see me
Because these lies don't make me feel any better about myself
I guess the truth is I'm cursed like a leper
Picasso's hand, a sculptor's art,
Carved Dora Marr`s lines with his heart,
With strokes of genius, richly bound
To hold the world ever spellbound.
The vibrant hues, a dance untold,
Paint passion fierce and spirit bold,
A woman caught in moments bright,
Bathed in the artist's knowing light.
Her hands display a prying gleam,
Fingernails painted like in dreams,
A vibrant touch, a greenish hue,
A secret language, fresh and new.
Perhaps they reveal defiance,
Against the state of reliance
On the world`s order and its woe,
A bright spark, an artistic glow.
Her profile bears a fractured grace
Each angle finds its rightful place,
A cubist soul, a shattered view,
Yet in her essence, shining through.
The oils blend, an ornate embrace,
Capturing time and fleeting space,
A moment frozen, on display,
Dora Marr comes alive, what may.
In the strokes, a story does lie
Underneath her left piercing eye,
A moment held, forever bright,
Bathed in artistic golden light.
Her lips a curve, a hidden smile,
Lingering on for quite a while,
Captured by the artistic will,
Up to now remains sovereign still.
The canvas breathes with life's own fire,
Fulfilling the artist`s desire,
A portrait painted, bold and true,
Reflecting the vibrant bright hue.
A legacy of lines and shade,
A masterpiece, forever made,
In every stroke, a soul laid bare,
A lady`s feels, beyond compare.
Picasso's vision, sharp and keen,
Saw more than what was often seen;
He painted feelings, painted thought,
The essence of the soul he sought.
Dora Marr, a muse bright and grand,
Held captive by his skilful hand,
Her image etched, for all to see,
A marvel for eternity.
Twilight was the time of day
as well they do concur
about the hour of crepuscular dusk
or evening if you prefer
there in the gloaming
altho' the light was slightly dimmer
I took a look at the situation
and saw more than quite a glimmer
of absolute absurdity the altercation confrontation
as if every nation were to follow the Law
of Exact Retaliation an eye for an eye
we'd all be sightless both you and I
or Reciprocal Justice a tooth for a tooth
for in truth me and you'd
have nothing at all with which to chew
and all done in the name of what
I'll only surmise
it's just for man to prove he can
if so it could be our demise
as we would find
unable to feed we'd go hungry
while the blind lead the blind
Who is like unto you among the nations, O Israel
A nation with a good eye and a good heart
Protecting its non-Jews as fiercely as she does her Jews
Even going beyond her borders
~ to protect Syria’s community of Druze*
Just as she did from 1977 to ‘91
to airlift the Beta Israel from war-torn Ethiopia**
Had Israel not rescued them,
~ the Beta would have been ‘gamma, gone and done’
I too participated in that miracle
teaching three Beta men Ivrit ***
Ever grateful to Israel for saving their lives
for helping them recover traditions so sweet
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*Members of the Druze community in Israel have been vital
contributors to Israel ever since statehood. Israel, therefore,
is protecting Druze in southern Syria from attacks on them
by the new 'revolutionary government' (= terrorists) there.
**Ethiopia fought an 'endless war' against Eritrea in the last
quarter of the 20th century. Eritrea was backed by the for-
mer Soviet Union, and inflicted heavy losses on Ethiopia.
Many Jews there lost their families, homes, etc., including
the men whom I was privileged to teach.
***'Ivrit' means 'Hebrew' in the Hebrew Language.