I dream the shape
of the sea with your eyes
all the drowned sailors
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This poem was written in response to March 27, 2018: The Opium Smokers Dream, another great prompt at Seeds and Sand. The prompt and poems can be read here. And, to finish, here’s Joni Mitchell –
This sounds beautiful, but has an edge with those poor drowned sailors.
Yes, it kind of splits between beautiful and sinister, doesn’t it? Like the sea, perhaps. Or people’s eyes, for that matter.
Thanks, Sarah Ann 🙂
We’ve all drowned in someone’s blue eyes, haven’t we? Lovely, deadly blue eyes … sometimes ocean blue, sometimes ice blue….
Huh pesky blue eyes! Some people should have rubber rings dangling from their eyelashes, right? 😛