Bright Eyes

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Bright eyes, glisten in the rain,
Falling from somewhere up ahead,
The colors twist their fingers
They take you by the wrist,
And spin you into a dance.

City fog struts through the bouvelvard,
A mask for every rainbow.
Lights and smiles mix together in my soul,
And I toss them towards the sky,
Where they belong.

A silky stream sooths my ears,
Palettes and brushes lay beside;
A masterpiece.
Each stroke of water,
Helps to carry me up and away,
Washing me in colors,
And I sparkle in the sun.





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BoJammin This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jan. 6, 2010 at 7:19 pm
no problem, and thank you!
 
beccaahhh said...
Jan. 6, 2010 at 6:59 pm
thanks for commenting on my poem!
I really like yours as well, i love the descriptions. Good job!
 
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