Those Blue Eyes Too Much to Handle
Those blue eyes
it was all I could do
to keep my head down
or trouble would brew
***
Those men with blue eyes
can drive me to drink
guess that’s better
than not being able to think
***
My knees are shaking
my pulse is off course
those eyes of his
he knows are the source
***
I’ll walk away quickly
and save my esteem
those blue eyes of his
I’ll save for my dreams
Those kind scare the spumoni out of me. Run girl, run! My knees tremble at the memory. You nailed it. Plunk.
March 20, 2010 at 6:37 pm
I love the image and the poem….somehow they don’t quite fit given the poem lines are talking about ‘men’…but it doesn’t really impact the merit of the poem…just a random thought….very nice poem.
March 20, 2010 at 7:27 pm
smiles. beautiful poem…the eyes carry so much and haunt so well…
March 21, 2010 at 6:15 am
The visual metaphor is very strong, as are the lyrics. I think this is one of your best
March 21, 2010 at 11:57 am
that is simply beautiful, and so is the dog, wow those eyes
March 21, 2010 at 12:42 pm
lol – avoid the baby blues.
March 24, 2010 at 12:46 pm