The Girl with Kaleidoscope Eyes
Mood Ring Eyes
Tears have stained her irises
Intermittently
Blue
Like a summer sky
Through open windows
Or sapphires
In the blinding sun
But the melancholy shapes
That lilacs made
Crowd violet across
The cloud-torn sky
Even what she's seen
Makes colours
Vibrant sunbursts
Of orange and yellow
Make smallest appearances
Specks of brown
And gold
Like a feathered wren
Might linger there
Before taking flight once more
Traces of words
Still remain
And sometimes
Long-since remedied
Bouts of envy
Tinge green
Like open meadows
Thunderheads
And lightning streaks
Paint grey
With the briefest
Silver flashes
Memory of electric love
Not soon forgotten
Her mood ring eyes
Of many colours
Are a kaleidoscope
A spinning top
A mandala
A dreamcatcher
A circle cast
For divination
Hidden memories
And forgotten words
Crowd here
To display themselves
In an exotic dance
Indecipherable
Incomplete
Dancing in eternity
Trying to solve the riddle
Trying to figure themselves out
About the Creator
A. R. Ambrosi
I like to write, if that makes me a writer, then rock on!
I started writing as a child because I ran out of stuff to read. So, I only write stuff that I like. If you like it too, awesome! Enjoy! ^_^
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