(Picture: Doutzen Krose from Wiki)
This poem was my first to be published in print. As explained earlier, I simply responded to a newspaper advert by "Forward Press". Sadly that "small press", which also had its own poetry magazine, has since vanished from the landscape.
To be frank I think this poem lacked technical "control". However, this probably reflects that my hormones had got the better of me. Who's eyes were they? All I'll say is that they were the eyes of Three girls combined! Such is youth. ;) Originally the poem was called "Heaven Eyes", then "Her Eyes" (shining like proverbial diamonds!). And here it is:
"Girl Eyes"
Delicious
eyes of magic fire,
Warm
shafts that finger forth a touch
Of
Love;
Enticing
my desire
To
surge through lancing beams
As
rolling waves o’erride the ebb,
Which
sheens, a mirror of the sky,
Leaves
pools of cool tranquillity,
Enriched
by sprinkled stars of pollen-
That
fell from flowers, that hug the heaven:
Hidden
beyond the misty trees,
Which
blossom founts of rustling leaves.
These forks of light lash through the woods,
From dawning suns that melt the ocean
floods.
PAUL BUTTERS
© COPYRIGHT PAUL BUTTERS
1995. First Published 1996 in “Inspirations From Eastern
England ” by ANCHOR BOOKS (A "Forward Press" Imprint). One word amended since. Also Published in "A Storm of Perceptions" (“Spotlight Poets" imprint: "Forward Press”) 1997. 16\6\2012: Title Changed from “Her Eyes” to
“Girl Eyes”.
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