Dark and rich
As nature
Color of the trees and soil
A hue of luminous browns
...
With every breath and sigh
Cold winds blow by
Remembering winters past
Promises of friendship to last
...
I believe i received the gift of writing as a child. my imagination was always forming new images, and so I write and then I destroy. Now years later I try again and hope to share with my poet friends and together on a journey of words.)
Brown Your Eyes
Dark and rich
As nature
Color of the trees and soil
A hue of luminous browns
Blending shadows of the sky
The color of your eyes
Gazing brings me deeper within
Descending into rustic colors
Shades of taupe fading at dusk
Taking me intensely into your sight
Like twilight
Chocolate coffee
Galloping horses from Renaissance
Embroidered in a spectrum
A gallery of browns
Cover me like a gown
The colors of the earth
As in the chestnut tree
Where we sit
Your eyes find me
I surrender
To the splendor
Of your eyes