your eyes are like that of poetry

a light brown hue
in a circle of black ink
watching over
everything that moves

your eyes are like that of poetry

detached from society
yet beautiful like the rising sun

you watch as people
come and go
promise and hide under rocks

your eyes are like that of poetry

and soothing like a breeze

they wake up to green walls
and books thrown about
dolls, and dusty shelves
the smell of coffee brewing
they see in black and white

your eyes are like that of poetry

in 3-D
in blue lights
and wide awake

they see
a world draped in velvet
of death and cold nights
foggy morning blues
-soaking in anxiety

your eyes are like that of poetry

a calling
a muse
a love

Author: Edward Vidaurre

Born in East L.A., CA in 1973, Raised in Boyle Heights in the projects of Aliso Village, Known to his friends as Barrio Poet, Vidaurre says:” Sometimes the barrio claims us, holds us by our feet like roots in its field of chalk outlines closed off by the screaming yellow tape being pulled from its soul.”
Vidaurre is the founder of Pasta, Poetry & Vino and Barrio Poet Productions. He has been nominated for a pushcart prize for his poem, “Lorca in the Barrio” and is working with VAO publising on an on line literary journal called “La Noria” and also is co-editing an anthology called “Twenty” for Newtown, CT through El Zarape Press with Daniel Garcia Ordaz and Katie Hoerth. Vidaurre is the Arts Events Coordinator for the City of Edinburg, TX.


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