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eyes… by Toni L.A. Cross

window panes

to the souls of men

some sparkle

too brightly

like freshly buffed glass

some are bleary

smeared with days

and pain

some are open

unguarded

like unfinished windows

without

even a screen

some are aged

but stately

like stained glass

in a cathedral

and some

are bug-splattered

like a windshield

on a summer day

clogged up

with all the things

that hit them

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About goatgirlbookworm

My name is Toni Cross, and I was raised on a farm in the far north of the United States. I love to read and write and I hope to use those hobbies in a greater way in the days to come. One of my passions is using whatever influence I have to make a difference in the world.

4 responses to “eyes… by Toni L.A. Cross

  1. slpmartin

    Beautiful photo and poem…such a lovely ways of describing eyes.

  2. CourrierBelle ⋅

    You have such great imagery!

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