sepia
how do patches of dark and light
that lean and subtle lines divide
depict such beauty, noble, proud?
distracted look that's foggy, veiled,
no more than strokes of light and shade,
yet all too real to fascinate...
and though it's only ink and space
I delve into your mystic grace,
I fell into your lovely face.
EyesOfRain commented on sepia
08-24-2012
EyesOfRain commented on sepia
08-24-2012
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| turquoise | 1 | 03/27/2012 |
| delusion | 0 | 02/26/2012 |
| cold | 1 | 02/18/2012 |
| wife | 0 | 02/03/2012 |
| imprinted | 0 | 09/29/2011 |
| sepia | 2 | 08/09/2011 |
| emerge | 1 | 08/09/2011 |
| gravity | 0 | 11/18/2010 |
| Two haikus | 0 | 11/15/2010 |
| Strips | 7 | 07/27/2009 |
| The lone wheat | 3 | 07/09/2009 |
| Life that never was | 3 | 07/02/2009 |
| Tide | 4 | 05/15/2009 |
| I awake | 5 | 04/29/2009 |
| Lúthien | 5 | 04/29/2009 |
| Gone with the whales | 2 | 04/29/2009 |
| Picture | 3 | 04/29/2009 |
| Perfect looks | 2 | 04/29/2009 |
| You, here | 3 | 04/29/2009 |
| Scarred | 5 | 04/29/2009 |
| Fade | 1 | 06/09/2009 |
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