This Poem was Submitted By: carole j mennie On Date: 2001-06-25 09:29:04 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Eyes

Children's eyes are blind to garbage-strewn city streets. They see new playgrounds amidst parked cars, find places where violets poke purple heads through carpets of trash, and marvel that sunshine comes down through windows in the sky. Adult eyes look inward on wavy reflections of childhood seen from a distance, hazy, hollow. Sweet dreams floating over hot asphalt on streets that twist and turn, seem to weave and wander, ending at impassible barriers. Heat plays terrible tricks. Ancient eyes stare outward from porches and stoops on sultry summer evenings. Dark watchmen, stalled in time, seeing streets made of memories painful, even bloody truths masked by dim city street lights, afraid to touch the edges of night

Copyright © June 2001 carole j mennie

Additional Notes:
This is Children's Eyes, submitted about 4 days ago, with a bit of rewriting on the second stanza.


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