Slowly, Eye Awake Poem by JohnPeter Creighton

Slowly, Eye Awake



Slowly, eye awake
ain’t going to take
no freaking cake

My head is tight,
my neck is stiff.
& I am wondering
now even if

you’ll let me in?

How is your heart?
How is your soul?

Are they really
made of gold?

Maybe of ice,
maybe they’ll melt

Then will love
be even felt.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Adeline Foster 12 May 2014

What an intriguing title. As intriguing as the poem itself. I do like the format also. Read mine – Indebted – Adeline

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