Anonymous
Ink Eyes
Karyn Indursky
Poetry look at me with thine ink eyes
to write a story of our love tribulations
of where my muse likes to sing in black skies
as my hand flies across paper stations
Poetry flutter eyelashes at me
to quilt of a poem of thou memories
with pen needles sewing fabrics from thee
heart strum lines that will hopefullky carry
Poetry let your eyes twinkle at me
as I explore imagery of nature
with my hand writing away as you see
as mysteries unravel creatures
So long as thy poetry looks my way
forever in my heart will writing stay
0.o I thought I was reading
0.o I thought I was reading Shakespeare for a moment :)
The images and words are carefully chosen, leaving me speechless when it comes to a description of my reaction...
One word- Bravo!
Beautiful dear! Hugss
Beautiful dear! Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
ssmoothie
ssmoothie...thanks. hugs sis
Such a Poetic unraveling,
Such a Poetic unraveling, mystery creatures to see!! (Sea).
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
nightlight
nightlight thanks for commenting. ironically that's the line that I was playing a lot with. i love that part and glad you do too.