A Poet's Eye Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

A Poet’s Eye

I read with concern
“Am careful” he says.

His words make a pill
The pain it should kill

Aged husk I’m buried
With sand I’m carried

Masses of sand dunes
Water drops, deep seas
Wind is horse for rides
Waltz dancers’ prime
Strauss is on
EROTIC breeze

Sharp edge, the eyelash
Sands blinks’ fight back
Run away, return
Come, hug to make love,
Sand-Hill and Sea-Wave

Blondes are sunburned
Playboy and Penthouse
Heavenly and curved
Mirage of sunray is floating hair
Barred in jail and locked
Goblet, urn and wine
I am drowned in love.

Alan walks at the beach
Cat is at the pond
White, black, quartz
Pebbles pine-needle
My eye on scene fixed
Drunkard drunk

We are two poets
Our seas separate
His “Buddha Factory”
Sea-deep my dreams