It leaves me dizzy
I follow it every where
while it watches me.
My eye
crosses looks with it
can it ever win a wink.?
Ignored by post its to
float a gaze
across the pond is silly.
Yet, the eye does not so
much as weep a single
dew of mornings you.Why?
It's lid is hidden in folds of
yesterdays offerings
past her fields early dawn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent write iit...maybe one day it will wink back at you...lol...10+++