06 March 2009

Liquid Eyes (rev)


Formerly: Adores Him With Those Liquid Eyes

It clings in his memory
like fine dog hair he finds
on clothes unused for years
sparse white strands
are always there – never too
obvious, never absent,
and he wonders why.

We share a muse who cares
he concludes, and thus
the fount of our daily inspiration
– but could it be a dog
with fine white hair
that plays the literary genie.

Nothing changed with the
momentous revelation – hair
still clearly seen on the pullover
muse still patient at his side
and at his feet a dog who adores
him with those liquid eyes.
© 2 February 2007, I.D. Carswell