Gazing Eyes of Experience
Eyes gazed
Into the mirror of
What these days
Have meant.
Energy spent
And expended.
So easily gone.
Eyes crazed
Into the fears
In many ways
Eating at
The grief of what
Cannot be done.
Or, of what will
Become
Of the future.
Eyes glazed
As words are read
On the screen.
Words of love and care.
Words there
In the gaze.
The best glance
By eyes
That gazed.
Simon C.J. Falk 10 November 2017
Hi Simon – I hope it’s softer than that sharp green … go easy and enjoy life in the slow lane as you recover – take care – cheers Hilary
Yes, I’m not a big fan of those psychedelic affects on photos either. I just wanted a stylised picture of a person gazing and so di it to a selfie. Thanks again for the visits and comments Hilary. 🙂
lovely poem … 🙂
Thanks Susan.
Simple and lovely poem Sir.
Thank you very much. I also look forward to further posts from Candles Online. It was brought to my attention by Pradita Kapahi.
Yes… She is part of my team and we enjoy writing together… I have more than 30 people in my team writing together.
Beautiful, hearttouching poem Simon.
Thanks. This was a moment of peace during post-hospital recuperation. 🙂
No wonder. It conveys the peace very well