Treasure Island

Is It Poetry

(1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

From the Green Eye


Eye the river which is formed by why.
Eye as for the river my mind has been formed by the why.
From the green eye which is older than the last bend now strait.
Eye of the blood from one person the river of ancient times.
And as human as the world,
like the river you were brought up why deeply.
The dawn is young, for you why me who she is and I.
When hearing, rising up from the mud and singing.
The river which is formed by the first ancient why.
Ancient times, dusky river filled over in mist.
Eye for my mind,
like the river you were brought up to rise deeply, bloody why.

Submitted: Saturday, July 02, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, July 27, 2011
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