Written for: Sunday Muse #98 – Eyes Without A Face

“Eyes Without a Face” by Digital Collage Artist Robin Isely
The light and dark-
colored eyes seem to move,
to follow me as I sit
studying them.
Each one is teary,
weary of the world.
One has golden tear
drops, another–silver
sadness. Red rims
on all suggest great
unhappiness. There is
a man standing across
from me staring at
this art work. I wonder
what his thoughts are.
Are the eyes following
him as well?
Eyes in a frame always do seem to follow. Love the closing question. Wonderful take on the prompt Sara!
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Thanks, Carrie!
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I had not noticed the eyes looking till I read your poem. Well observed! Well done, Sara!
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I had not noticed the eyes looking till I read your poem. Well observed! Well done, Sara!
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Thanks, Sherry!
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Oh yes, those eyes can certainly follow. Excellently put.
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Thanks, Anthony!
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ooooo, love the way you bring out the colors and focus in this. It gives me an entirely different idea of the piece.
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Thanks, wyndolynne!
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Silver sadness, each tear becomes precious.
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Thanks, Lori!
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“Are the eyes following
him as well?” — yes, we all imagine we are the center of the world, all eyes on us, ours the only griefs and losses.
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Wow. That is such a true statement.
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Nice capture of what the art work seems to be saying …..
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Thanks, Helen!
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I think we are all being followed… there is always somebody watching
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Creepy, isn’t it?
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This wall of grief makes me uncomfortable with their weary, weepy eye on the world. I’m ready for the room of smiling eyes!
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Agreed!
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I can feel the eyes watching and weeping. It might make me feel a bit uneasy in that room.
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Thanks, Trudessa. No, I could not sit in that room at all.
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Heya, that’s great
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Thanks so much, Gabs!
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Perhaps they seem more accusatory to him. Interesting de-centering of the speaker.
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Thanks, Susan!
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