Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Through My Eyes

What visions gather through my eyes

Moonlit nights, starry skies

Sun washed days, the kiss of light

Stark branches dark on winter white


Through my eyes a crimson dawn

Burns in my mind to linger on

In my memory splendor lies

Mine forever, through my eyes


Blogger Anvilcloud said...

That's very nice and very true.

9:17 AM  
Blogger Thailand Gal said...

As always, very beautiful! How do you paint these and then show them to us?



12:02 PM  
Blogger Tammy said...

Beautiful poetry to compliment your art. "Mine forever" was my favorite.

2:49 PM  
Blogger Potato Print said...

Lovely feeling to these words. What strikes me most is how much my daily life departs from the beauty here. The eye is such a powerful instrument. These poems lead me to look more deeply at the beauty around me.

10:08 PM  
Blogger Mama P said...

Your words and imagery immediately reminded me of "Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening"

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound's the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep

Robert Frost

9:38 PM  
Blogger bridgetfogarty said...

This is beautiful, Pam...so evocative and again, a reminder of the richness within.

10:34 PM  
Blogger Bitterroot said...

Pam, that last post was me; I am having trouble signing in to Blogger with my usual Bitterroot name. Oh my!

Anyway, beautiful poem and artwork.

10:40 PM  

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