Monday, March 06, 2006

"Blue" -- A Poem





BLUE

If I could paint a picture
I'd make it the color of your eyes
The crystalline blue...like marbles that catch the light of the sun.
Eyes that catch the light...full of life.

A vibrant blue to match the serenity of a calm ocean,
to match the blue blanket of a pristine sky.

Right now those eyes are dull, unseeing...or perhaps seeing things only they can see.
They are pained eyes, hurting eyes that no longer spark, that no longer smile for me...
No longer smile for us.

My canvas waits patiently. And this artist waits too...

5 comments:

Regina Clare Jane said...

That's a beautiful poem, tp... kind of sad, though. I have blue eyes...

torontopearl said...

Thank you, RCJ. Yes, I know it's sad...I'm feeling somewhat blue.

The poem is about/for my father, who normally has magnificent blue eyes. My parents and sibs and I all have blue eyes. Two of my 3 kids have blue eyes. It's a pretty dominant color by us.

cruisin-mom said...

Oh Pearl, my green eyes are tearing.

Stacey said...

Beautiful, Pearl.

Doctor Bean said...

Very nice.

Can you tell us how he's doing? I'll send you an email. My thoughts are with you.