Green eyed blues

Alan R

I stare into your eyes

As I call it “not love”

Dreading the whispers

“It could be love’”

There’s a madness above

This roof of calm

I carry your hues

In my tired palms

Through several waters

Rather blue, rather green

As much as I have seen

Could never tell those colors apart.

 

-Al

  • Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 23rd, 2024 00:06
  • Category: Love
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  • Mase ♪

    Nice write Al.

    • Alan R

      Thanks alot!

    • rengoku

      wonderful Alan!

      • Alan R

        Thanks alot!

        • rengoku

          your welcome

        • Maplespal

          like it.

          • Alan R

            I appreciate it 🙃

          • sorenbarrett

            Confusion is it between women with green and blue eyes or the same woman on different days? Very nicely written with a sense of haziness and mist to the poem loved it

            • Alan R

              The question or confusion that there is, is about how these green eyes, make my evenings, blue

              • sorenbarrett

                Sad that is the case hope they cheer up some

              • Cassie58

                Blue can be such a sad colour. I sense uncertainty here. Love can be so problematic. Nice write Alan.

                • Alan R

                  Thanks Cassie, have a nice weekend!



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