Your eyes,
they ignore me.
Oiled strokes
look beyond
the wishes
colored blue
in mine.
Why couldn’t
it have been I
that dipped
a brush into
paint to bring
you to life?
I would not
have hung you
in a gallery
to be looked upon
by those who
count your worth
in stacks of green paper.
There is not enough
plastic in my wallet
or change in my pocket
to rescue you from
dollared stares.
I count each glance
I take at your beauty,
memorize your eyes,
your hair, your skin.
It is the only wealth
that will remain with me
on the day I return to find
you are no longer here.
©Susie Clevenger 2012
Image: Sarolta Ban
Magpie Tales
19 comments:
A beautiful verse,Susie. Yes, a thing of beauty, an art piece commercialized, offered to the highest bidder. That is progress!
Hank
This is actually very sad, a love unfulfilld, in an abstrtact way. Good poem!
Wander
I liked your take on this prompt. It was a bit sad to read though . . . I took a more light-hearted approach to this prompt.
Thank you for stopping by my blog the other day and leaving a comment. It's nice to "meet" another "poetry fanatic." :)
-Mara
http://the-poetic-madame.blogspot.com
it is the only wealth...nice really like that...and we buy and sell our beauty on a fast paced market...what was yesterday is no longer today...
Love this Susie absolutely nice(lol)
Wow, this was amazing, so fluid and beautiful!
This is gorgeous. So many great lines!
So beautiful Susie, one of the best romantic poems I've come across :)
A beautiful love captured in your words Susie!
Priceless art, eh?
I would like to see the art appreciator take a piece home sometimes and not just the highest bidder.
=)
Beautiful, Susie.
I saw this as a billboard of sorts...to be changed
"those who count your worth"...sadly
Peace ☮
I love this...so well said.
I really enjoyed this poem. I can understand the heart ache that comes across the page. I love the rhythm.
I like your take on the prompt. Beauty to the highest bidder. Art imitates life or is it the other way around?
Money is not a good bedfellow for a work of art...
I really like "dollared stares"...nice...
what a deep love you articulate here...
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