via @writingprompt on twitter:"her green eyes" [Prompt for 10/06/09]
Too Much
Her green eyes have seen too much.
They have seen the face of her baby brother,
swollen and blue.
Now she wants to take care of him.
They have seen scars.
Scars on the chest of a man with chestnut skin,
Now she wants to heal him.
Her green eyes have lost their sparkle.
They have lost their shine,
their glow.
They have become
tired-
Weary
from lack of sleep,
and worry.
Troubled.
Her green eyes have seen too many tears.
They've cried for joy,
laughter,
death,
fear,
love,
regret.
-V. O'Neel
Her green eyes have seen too much.
They have seen the face of her baby brother,
swollen and blue.
Now she wants to take care of him.
They have seen scars.
Scars on the chest of a man with chestnut skin,
Now she wants to heal him.
Her green eyes have lost their sparkle.
They have lost their shine,
their glow.
They have become
tired-
Weary
from lack of sleep,
and worry.
Troubled.
Her green eyes have seen too many tears.
They've cried for joy,
laughter,
death,
fear,
love,
regret.
-V. O'Neel
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I'm not all gloom & doom, I promise. =)
Songs:
"Lady" Regina Spektor
"Balcony/Green Eyes" Joe Purdy
"Blue Lips" Regina Spektor
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1 comment:
I was a little gloomy and doomy today too, so no worries. What you wrote was very beautiful, though.
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