Sun Sighted but Otherwise Unassuming

Sun Sighted but Otherwise Unassuming

A Poem by Neville

Sun Sighted but Otherwise Unassuming

 


Who could forget those eyes of his


with more than just their hint of yellow ..


From staring at the sun too long, he said ..

 


Well maybe, but ..

 


Surely, he was more than just blind and anyway


I might just add here, for old times sake ..


He was otherwise, an unassuming little fellow ..

 

© 2022 Neville


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dear Nev... I get High when it rains... and the Mountain Springs flow
with pure water... the blue of the Sky reflects in your Eyes...
A word from the Wise is worth the Disguise. The Art of your Poetry
is a message from the Hummingbirds... who Sip the Nectar from Sunrise to Sunset.
gently, Pat

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

3 Years Ago


my goodness .. are you by any chance Aquarius and if so, what happens when you dip your toes.. read more
Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

I am Taurus the Bull… and very unpredictable… in April …. gentle, Pat
Neville

3 Years Ago


and what about the other eleven months of the year .. softly N :)



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I enjoyed the imagery, I can feel emotions through out. nicely expressed

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

3 Years Ago


Bless you JK .. I wish I could have thanked you before you closed your account here .. I hop.. read more
dear Nev... I get High when it rains... and the Mountain Springs flow
with pure water... the blue of the Sky reflects in your Eyes...
A word from the Wise is worth the Disguise. The Art of your Poetry
is a message from the Hummingbirds... who Sip the Nectar from Sunrise to Sunset.
gently, Pat

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

3 Years Ago


my goodness .. are you by any chance Aquarius and if so, what happens when you dip your toes.. read more
Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

I am Taurus the Bull… and very unpredictable… in April …. gentle, Pat
Neville

3 Years Ago


and what about the other eleven months of the year .. softly N :)
Whites of eyes, sadly yellowed. Reminds me of those who loved and lived for the bottle. Addiction is a curse. I have known a few who went this way and left much sorrow in their wake. Didn't want much inife, just the next drink. Sad poem Neville.

Chris

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

3 Years Ago


thank you for visiting & for your insights Chris, always appreciated.

Neville.. read more
Quite interesting to observe such eyes. Thanks for sharing Nev!

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

3 Years Ago


I am pretty sure his liver wanted an excuse to get out .. cheers Fred .......... N
redd Brick Keshner

3 Years Ago

That was the first thought after reading: jaundice eyes...

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Added on September 9, 2022
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Neville
Neville

Gone West folks....., United Kingdom



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Sometimes my imagination get's the better of me and then the pen takes over .. more..