for Marlon Van de Sande
magical pools, her eyes
to dive in, to die in
blue holes are bottomless
or flow out to sea
icy eyes
I see eyes I could get lost in
I could lose my way in
angles her head just right
for an onlooker to slip into
the deep
fall, even if in love,
would have to kick and kick
to avoid going under,
to avoid going down
leaping tadpoles, small boys
gather round to gape
this old man is as curious
about these pools
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2009
11:26 p.m. 26.05.09
1 Comments:
Hi Obediah,
I have just read the poem and I really loved it. It´s wonderfull, you did a great job. Thank you a lot and I will remember it forever.
Lots of love,
Marlon
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