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Array ( [sid] => 19562 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Eye play [time] => 2003-06-25 14:45:00 [hometext] => ( The inner & the outer ) [bodytext] => The puppet had no more
than two eyes.
To the ordinary person
a right & a left eye
to you and me and to all
makers and discoverers
an interior
&
an exterior eye.
To those who demand
further information...
an eye which saw from
the tip of his nose
to the distant stars
another eye which saw
what was within...
from the tip of his memory
to the sparkle
deep in his dreams.
As for the puppet
to him there was
just one eye.
The meeting point
of two cycles
where horizons curve
into each other
where the eye
is the sparkle
and the sparkle
the star.
With this eye
the puppet played
towards this eye
the puppet flowed.
The eye which was
his cultivated potentials
the meaning of
his never ending search.
Fulfillment
contentment
tranquility.
As the passing years
carved wrinkles
into his face
the eyes would get
closer to each other
until the day
when
right at the center
of his forehead
where his eyebrows met
the eyes would eclipse
and like a cyclone
the puppet would make
'eeeeenormous sounds of joy' .

[comments] => 2 [counter] => 179 [topic] => 49 [informant] => vincy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => mystical )

Eye play

Contributed by vincy on Wednesday, 25th June 2003 @ 02:45:00 PM in AEST
Topic: mystical

The puppet had no more
than two eyes.
To the ordinary person
a right & a left eye
to you and me and to all
makers and discoverers
an interior
&
an exterior eye.
To those who demand
further information...
an eye which saw from
the tip of his nose
to the distant stars
another eye which saw
what was within...
from the tip of his memory
to the sparkle
deep in his dreams.
As for the puppet
to him there was
just one eye.
The meeting point
of two cycles
where horizons curve
into each other
where the eye
is the sparkle
and the sparkle
the star.
With this eye
the puppet played
towards this eye
the puppet flowed.
The eye which was
his cultivated potentials
the meaning of
his never ending search.
Fulfillment
contentment
tranquility.
As the passing years
carved wrinkles
into his face
the eyes would get
closer to each other
until the day
when
right at the center
of his forehead
where his eyebrows met
the eyes would eclipse
and like a cyclone
the puppet would make
'eeeeenormous sounds of joy' .

Copyright Â© vincy ... [ 2003-06-25 14:45:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Eye play (User Rating: 1 )
by norm on Wednesday, 25th June 2003 @ 03:17:26 PM AEST
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Your poem makes absolute sense and
not only sensible but also defensible
------------------------------------------
Let me say in four short lines,
we are all just puppet size,
but like a cyclops, depth perception
blurs our questing eyes.

Re: Eye play (User Rating: 1 )
by Saira on Wednesday, 25th June 2003 @ 03:59:10 PM AEST
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Good write!

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