Bright Eyes

November 23, 2009
By BoJammin GOLD, Niantic, Connecticut
BoJammin GOLD, Niantic, Connecticut
12 articles 0 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
"A ship is safe in a harbour, but that is not where a ship is meant to stay"


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.


The author's comments:
Take whatever you will out of this poem. It was written to sound nice, and to be "food for thought".

Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 2 comments.


BoJammin GOLD said...
on Jan. 6 2010 at 7:19 pm
BoJammin GOLD, Niantic, Connecticut
12 articles 0 photos 7 comments

Favorite Quote:
"A ship is safe in a harbour, but that is not where a ship is meant to stay"

no problem, and thank you!

beccaahhh said...
on 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!


SciArc

MacMillan Books

Aspiring Writer? Take Our Online Course!