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Sunday, April 5, 2009

Behind His Eyes

One of my own, one of my favorites in honor of National Poetry Month.

(For Connor)

Behind his eyes,
blue as the sky on a summer day
turmoil churns like
a wall cloud before the
tornado drops.
To decipher the emotional landscape
is to probe the depths of uncharted territory.

I’m no cartographer.

I tread gently, blindly.
I fumble as I try to read the Braille of his psyche;
but, I can’t see past the shadows.
His highs and lows rise and dip
like an unstable weather pattern
where sunshine belies the coming storm.
A bright smile and clear eyes can spin off
into ominous gales.

I reach for the shards of light. Perhaps
a clue, perhaps…

Too quickly the shadows appear, again.
Just when I think I can forecast the triggers,
pinpoint the offending cloud, the light shifts
and I’m caught blinking helplessly in the clarity
of my ignorance.

Pam Patterson © 2006


Kelly said...

One of my favorites, too, Sis.

Perfect picture you put with it!!

Donna said...

One of my favorites too!!

I loved this poem!!

Wonderful, wonderful picture!!

Algernon said...

The poem is very good, but WOW! Those eyes!

quid said...

So beautiful! And the illustration is perfect.