Looking Just to See
It was while he was looking
Just to see
He smiled the easy smile
He would later
Become known for
You know the one
That made his eyes burn bluer
Than the bluest of blues
For the briefest of moments
He saw them both savored
And wasted
Infinitely etched and indelibly
Traced without so much as a hint
Of definition like the finest of fine
Cobwebs and each
One of them was smiling
It was there draped
Much like silk
Upon his opaque lenses
Such fraught filigrees now clouding
Those fondest of memories complete
Though now much truer than
The very truest true
Yes twas then a cry was sounded
Yes he had a voice indeed
And through it whispered
Let it be recorded now
In ciphers codes and alphabets
In Roman
Rune and ancient hieroglyph
Let us ne’er forget dear friends
To call such moments poetry
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Neville (
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Those poetic moments are so special in our lives.
aint they just... bless ya & thanks for noticing GF60 my friend...
Neville
To recall with the minds eye, that which has been filed away as memories, that is so well recorded by words that form this poetry
Now ya got me blushing again....thank you kindly & true.... Neville
This verse leads us into a memory with the expertise of a true wordsmith dear Nev.. Bluest of eyes encounter an experience that etches itself indelibly in the heart's eyesight as a moment of poetry which your pen now shares with compelling intrigue - applause for a true masterclass in writing my friend...................... x Fay
Upon my very word & words I am both honoured and humbled and truer than true... Thank you so much my fine literary friend...
Neville
Beautiful - a gentle read and my eyes (hazel) just floated across the words
Thank you kindly and muchly so.... many thanks indeed Michael.... N
A fine write Neville. I'm not a blue-eyed boy for nothing ya know. Did what he saw make him swoon?! lol.
Maybe... thank you tho regardless
Neville
I'm sure Orchidee will be really pleased with this piece about his singing.
Maybe but I hope I dont find out... tis often the uncertainty of such matters that mean the most...cheers tho for making me wonder though..... Neville
You do what you do so very well and make glad to be under a poetic spell
Thank you Dan, much appreciated.
Neville
I loved gliding through this poem Neville, it was lovely 😊
then I thank thee both kindly and muchly my friend.....
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