Full Moon (Image from the internet)

A Stone: One Daily Observation

The full moon was so bright

It waked me from a deep night’s sleep

It was so bright

I thought it was morning



Carry on Tuesday: prompt  “When I look into your eyes…”

When I Look Into Your Eyes
I see you
Looking back at me
I count the eyelashes
As they brush against my cheek
Eyes of blue
The color of the sky

On other days
Green the color of the sea
I imagine a black patch
A pirates’ costume
Ahoy Matie!
Roll those eyes
Across the floor

Its’ a game
Like marbles
The rules are written
On the whites of your eyes
A winner you say
Watch out for the cheaters
They play a different way

Now I see the pain
You keep disguised
Your eyes are like windows
Everything exposed
Hide and seek
Another game
You try to play
Just as I look to far horizons
I look into your eyes

3 thoughts on “Monday September 12, 2011 A Stone/ Carry on Tuesday

  1. I love what you did with “When I Look Into Your Eyes.” The last stanza is especially thought-provoking. One really can see pain in eyes if one looks intently! It cannot be (easily) disguised.

    1. Thanks Mary, there was a thread between our writes. I think often when one is in pain, they seem to be “seeing” far off, as if they can see what we cannot, and yet “something” is reflected in the eyes.

      I did not see your eyes On that day you died I saw them The days before What did I see

      Can I recall Where you looking “Far off” Did you see Something I could Not share

      (It just came to me, hope you don’t mine. I just wanted to share. I was thinking about the idea that your partner was sick, you shared her pain in the days before. My partner died in an accident, one minute he was here, without warning, he was gone. Was there pain, I couldn’t share? Was I kind? I didn’t know, had no idea. The last morning, I was late, leaving for the studio, he had made pancakes for me, he was taking a shower, and called for me to come back. I was late, I didn’t.. I’m sorry for that. Maybe it was a kiss he wanted to give me? I guess we never forget those last moments? Thanks for being my friend.)

      Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529

      annell@taosnet.com http://www.annelllivingston.com http://www.somethingsithinkabout-annell-annell.blogspot.com https://annellannell.wordpress.com

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