Watching Eyes.
November 11th 2007 13:32
Some moments feel like time travel.
In their own way.
Ive been missing this late night,
with an edge of cold,
and trilling singer.
Otherwise few sounds,
and even fewer humans.
Nature reigns for now....
And. Part and parcel of this lovely night
is your eyes.
I daren't make eye contact with the window.
Who knows?
I might see you.
I might see you seeing me.
And you might see me.
Seeing you.
Im not sure who's eyes you are....
I have a few enemies, to be sure.
But instincts bid me, prepare well,
war is upon you.
Whether or not it comes -
(catlike readyness)
Indrawn breath.
Painful. Images.
And more. With imagination....
But ultimately,
I feel your eyes. Im soon to close the curtain.
I just acknowledge
(though I hate)
that you're part of this....
Perfect night.
With sweet warm candle,and clean skin,
and happy pets, perfumed sheets,
fulfilled love and happy flesh,
and now this contemplative loneliness,
desperately thirsted for solace,
all so sweetly perfect.....
And so treasured. My small glittering hours....
Save for your eyes, coward,
both of you, all of you,
watching eyes.
Every last one.
Knows me not and never will,
see the sweetness behind the curtain.
In their own way.
Ive been missing this late night,
with an edge of cold,
and trilling singer.
Otherwise few sounds,
and even fewer humans.
Nature reigns for now....
And. Part and parcel of this lovely night
is your eyes.
I daren't make eye contact with the window.
Who knows?
I might see you.
I might see you seeing me.
And you might see me.
Seeing you.
Im not sure who's eyes you are....
I have a few enemies, to be sure.
But instincts bid me, prepare well,
war is upon you.
Whether or not it comes -
(catlike readyness)
Indrawn breath.
Painful. Images.
And more. With imagination....
But ultimately,
I feel your eyes. Im soon to close the curtain.
I just acknowledge
(though I hate)
that you're part of this....
Perfect night.
With sweet warm candle,and clean skin,
and happy pets, perfumed sheets,
fulfilled love and happy flesh,
and now this contemplative loneliness,
desperately thirsted for solace,
all so sweetly perfect.....
And so treasured. My small glittering hours....
Save for your eyes, coward,
both of you, all of you,
watching eyes.
Every last one.
Knows me not and never will,
see the sweetness behind the curtain.
* 'Catlike readiness' is from an episode of The Simpsons. Watching that episode may enhace your understanding of that state.
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Comment by Lilla
From The Home Front
Enviro Warrior
Dream Herald
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Who knows?
*lol* this is so relevant at night, in my life ... for reasons best left unsaid here.
desperately thirsted for solace,
all so sweetly perfect.....
And so treasured. My small glittering hours....
Save for your eyes, coward,
both of you, all of you,
I was reading that Star children always yearn for their home world.
Lovely poetry Kleo, I think it is getting better each time, you are lucky you can still write it, the muse is on vacation around here... hopefully she'll return soon, she hasn't uttered a peep for weeks?
Lilla ...
Comment by Kleonaptra
Kalikapsychosis
Thankyou so much. Im sorry your muse seems to be on holiday....Maybe we could switch. The poetry muse has been stuck here while I wait for the one who writes my novel. She's doing a decent job.
That is not the first time Ive been referred to as a star child, I do long for home, but I wonder, what made you bring it up?
Once again Lilla, thankyou.
Comment by Lilla
From The Home Front
Enviro Warrior
Dream Herald
Esoteric Bookshop
I'm reading The Lightworkers Way by Doreen Virtue and although it is not the first time I have read and realised that I am one, her reference to it reminded me of why I long for 'home' sometimes.
I have been away from my usual healing circle of star psychics for a while..but the 'words' found me anyway.
I recommend this book to you as a practical guide to your own healing, especially the affirmation tape she suggests you record.
Lilla ...