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Tuesday, 10 March 2015
Eyes
All her singers are back
The tree dances in the breeze
Casting me an oblique look
With her thousand leaves
I look at her happy face
When the blue kingfisher
Swoops into the pond water
And gets its prize
When the black cuckoo with its red eyes
Gives incessant call to his beloved
When the white cranes
Meditate on one leg hiding the other
And the frogs with their bulging eyes
Cover for shelter
When a star peeps and winks
From the dusky sky
When darkness with its glowworm eyes
Twinkles in joy
When the owl mother feeds her babes
With the heart of a field mouse
When life dances in joy with death
When the cricket song fades
With the slow rise of a golden eye
When vision creates beauty
And all her singers are back
The tree dances in the breeze
Casting me an oblique look
With her thousand leaves
And I look at her happy face
Posted for Mary’s prompt Eyes @ Poetry Jam
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What lovely sentiments in this poem, Sumana. And wonderful imagery. I like the way you have described the many eyes in nature, smiled when I read the repeated line 'all her singers are back' and really see 'her happy face.'
ReplyDeletemade me think of seeing the world through the eyes of a child, a bit...all the wonder..even at the field mouse heart being consumed...ha...
ReplyDeleteSo many views and eyes in nature. I was particularly struck by the references to feeding the babies with the heart of the dead mouse--somehow seemed quite profound to me.
ReplyDeleteLovely Sumana, very sensual.
ReplyDeleteSpring just flashed before my eyes!
ReplyDeleteThis is gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteLove the way this opens up and you can enter in the richness of this world, seen through eyes that capture the heart.
ReplyDeleteYou created a reflective, sweet mood with words.
ReplyDeleteYou brought it all so alive. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteSumana, the beauty in this poem is just phenomenal. I pictured each thing as I read....it is a cornucopia of beauty. I especially loved envisioning the white cranes.
ReplyDeleteThis was so beautiful. I loved "When life dances in joy with death".
ReplyDeleteHappiness indeed with the "natural" celebration :)
ReplyDeleteNice words, Sumanaji!
This is a feast for all the senses!
ReplyDeleteReally a birds eye view
ReplyDeleteWonderful imagery. You took me on a nature walk and made me see,
ReplyDeleteSumana, I commented on your poem yesterday morning but my comment did not appear. It is a good thing I checked back.
ReplyDeleteYour poem made me feel I was a mother looking at her daughter as she discovers the world. Seeing the world through the eyes of a child makes us see it in a new way.
lovely post, it's a kind of writing which makes you happy in the end, a well written piece
ReplyDeleteLost In Her Eyes
The eyes are windows to the world - and this poems just teems with sparkle and movement . . . and life. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem, Sumana. All eyes of creation's creatures reflect the eyes of mother nature!
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