#eyeball - Hello Poetry

A blue cat is quivering inside a recumbent statue's eye Its wintry eyeball a bleak shelter to her She ponders to be grabbed by a cypresse that soars around But she dares not to attempt the leap You see... the statue is fastened to a bony finger And the height at the firnament is tremendous So she remains dormant, snared to the will of time Some pewter birds flying above Celebrating their capability to fly

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Oct 22, 2018

Oct 22, 2018 at 3:31 PM UTC

nikolaos1

Blue cat's dream

A blue cat is quivering inside a recumbent statue's eye Its wintry eyeball a bleak shelter to her She ponders to be grabbed by a cypresse that soars around But she dares not to attempt the leap You see... the statue is fastened to a bony finger And the height at the firnament is tremendous So she remains dormant, snared to the will of time Some pewter birds flying above Celebrating their capability to fly

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Picture yours, put it out to your kaleidoscope. Like the day at the full-blown noon or the night on the cheek of the moon a flame burning on the underlying dark a dawn switches on the first light a sun comes out of the night. Visualise your latent one put it on before your mirror! Princely give the eyeballs a designer treat. Paint your masterpiece at the day’s peep. Hook the browsers at their first click.

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Jun 1, 2017

Jun 1, 2017 at 12:40 PM UTC

shofi-ahmed

Picture You

Picture yours, put it out to your kaleidoscope. Like the day at the full-blown noon or the night on the cheek of the moon a flame burning on the underlying dark a dawn switches on the first light a sun comes out of the night. Visualise your latent one put it on before your mirror! Princely give the eyeballs a designer treat. Paint your masterpiece at the day’s peep. Hook the browsers at their first click.

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dried up skulls with motionless eyes pulled out of their sockets lie about on forgotten land as more are placed in the jars, already filled with other dusty, dirt covered eyeballs. the strangely clean glass containers in which the eyes are placed stand on wood shelves, calling, b e g g i n g, to be set free from the trap of the elderly, blind man's clutches.

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Apr 11, 2017

Apr 11, 2017 at 4:07 PM UTC

neptune

blind man's collection

dried up skulls with motionless eyes pulled out of their sockets lie about on forgotten land as more are placed in the jars, already filled with other dusty, dirt covered eyeballs. the strangely clean glass containers in which the eyes are placed stand on wood shelves, calling, b e g g i n g, to be set free from the trap of the elderly, blind man's clutches.

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