Short Eyed Poems
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Is that the mist
over stricken street
Or cloud in an act of suicide earthbound
Or are my eyes misty
as the tears drown my eyes
Complexion delight,
Emerald eyed maiden glows;
Dark haired beauty wows.
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go back to
sleep.
The World
is
worse for
wear,
without
us
worrying
about it.
Crisp apple,
ripen
later.
in
twenties
art stylii-
did the legend
lie
*as described by the NYT at the time
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There once was a cross-eyed guy
Whose symptom he liked to deny
He’d always resist
His optometrist
Coz they just couldn’t see eye-to-eye
~Sometimes when you cry, you shouldn't dry your eyes, why? it's cleanses the soul~
8/13/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
wild eyed pancakes
invented by grandma
two kernels of corn for eyes
delighting her grandchildren
sometimes a mistake makes the best memory
by Aspartameloaf
Bug-eyed lady ugly lady
Strolling slowly towards the sun
Bug-eyed lady cavern's lady
Child of hellhounds, friend to none.
I'll eat black-eyed peas New Years Day hoping for better luck than last year!
Entry for Silent One's "New Year One Liner" Contest
(29 December 2018)
Don't close
your eyes
divine creature
because of your smile
the sky
is not sky
and the stars
are not stars...
sleepless angel
you shine
from inside...
the steady rhythm of
the hummingbird wings
and
tantalized
by
the scent of sweet nectar
that comes from
the
button brown eyed
field of
yellow sunflowers
Dainty
A black-eyed-pea,
In my heart, you are my black-eyed pea.
In my pocket, I carry one pea with me,
Rolling you around in my fingers throughout the day.
Cross-eyed crossroads had a secret to keep
the crux of it was amazingly deep
Kind of confidence that makes you weep
Isn’t it lucky that cross-eyed crossroads can’t speak?
You are who you are
That is how it should be
Perish the thought
You might have been me
That's not possible
I say that with glee,
There is only one I
And that has to be ME
a new full moon
is a one-eyed owl
gazing upon my road
by the river, near the sea.
it quiets down
the caged chaos in me
as i step on my shadow
by the river, near the sea.
Willikers the talking green eyed cat
Was stalking a mole, a worm and a rat.
That mole is truly weird, said a watching gnat
Willikers rolled her eyes, she did not like this brat.
D-o
Y-our
L-ife's
E-ndeavor
N-egating
E-very
J-inx
A-s
V-ictory
I-s
E-yed
R-ightfully
Topic: Birthday of Dylene E. Javier (September 07)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Her warm-eyed glow, how the more
Inviting, love-starved, dined on.
Romantic night cafe's.
From where my own, streets apart
And yearly distant, mists up.
Lights, lamped, lone walkways.
Glassy-Eyed Refraction
There was a sweet girl of pure glass.
Met a merry man with no class.
She’d shattered this bloke.
He drank til she broke.
Both attended funeral mass.
7/6/2017
Brown eyes
Haunt me.
Memories
of the lockeroom.
And hot showers.
A paragon
Which I can
Never have.
Treading
Lightly,
This boat rocks.
And I seem to be
Always seasick.
Sleepy eyed cat was ready for a winter’s nap.
She watched her mama carefully, waiting for a snap.
That’s when the book fell to the ground and she knew
Her mama was asleep, so she could be too.
a wide-eyed child
leaps into a woman’s arms –
a butterfly lands
By Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Copyright January 20, 2014
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: Beauty
Sponsored by Shadow Hamilton
Close your eyes my baby blue eyed angel
Close your eyes my baby blue eyed girl
Close your eyes and take a little nap
When you awake my little blue eyed angel
I'll be right here by your side my love
sharp-eyed you peeled my face
and my body
so sour-tasted me revealed
it was unconditional surrender to your authority
of disposing me in trash box
you yet gobbled up me
and served me your gastric acid
Have you climbed to the top
of your little mountain,
only to find others
looking down
From heights far above you
that unable to climb,
you turn a blind eye
to the ground
(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)