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Big Brown Eyes |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas 
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Big Brown Eyes  Santa has come and gone, reindeer barks and sleight bell rings have faded in the breeze; little children and grown-ups, too, open their eyes wide in delight and yell in glee, while big brown eyes outside the living room window gaze in wonder and yearning, inside, at you and me. Big brown eyes, wrapped in the raggedy hood of a thread-bare coat, with sandal-shoes, mismatched socks, too short jeans and burning belly, stare at the table of food. Still not seen, of course not heard, big brown eyes trickle tears that freeze and fall in little cubes to mix with knee-deep snow in silent song from cold blue lips softly singing… I wish I was you. w. james beard, jr. [This message has been edited by jwesley (edited 11-06-2000).] |
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SEA 
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
JWesley~ You made my heart break.......I'd see the big brown eyes at the window and say Please, come in.........  -SEA |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Oh how sad...I wanted to reach out to the child and bring him/her inside with me. You really evoked some strong feelings with this one. Elizabeth You cling to your ways and leave mine to me. Suum cuique. ~Elizabeth |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Wow! this is a poignant write reminding us that not everyone is well off. Thanks for the reminder. Be well Kethry Growth demands a temporary surrender of security. Gail Sheehy |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 3043 |
JW... this is such a touching write it had me all teary eyed You have a gift with pen my poet friend The expression here just reached thru my screen and brought to mind the image as you've weaved. Coco |
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A Whisper's Caress Senior Member
since 2000-11-03
Posts 791on the horizon of a fairytale |
The title brought me to read, I am really happy that I did. This is a beautiful poem for the sad, lonely homeless. Nicely written, from an obviously very warm heart. Look within the heart of a poet, and you will see a reflection of their soul. |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Thanks, my friends, for feeling. Have to admit, I, too, had a wetness in the eye when I added the last four words. I've seen these kids, not outside the window, and others too, living in ways I'd not wish on anything. An old one I wrote, similar to this about a man I actually saw... See That Man See the people, see the crowds, laughing, and gay, talking, waving their hands, and window shopping, as they go on their way. See that man, over there, before the window where the Christmas Tree stands. See the colored lights, and Christmas balls, reflecting in his eyes, and on his cheeks, where the tears run. See that man, crying, alone, forgotten, dying inside. See that man… oh please, see that man. w. james beard, jr. Thanks for caring... jwesley |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
jwesley--You write a poem of heart...so many people don't see with it, I'm glad you do. |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
jwesley - a tear fell to the floor tonight when I read this poem of yours. It's just beautiful. BC |
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