My Word of the Month poem for December

Hi everyone,

Here’s my poem for December: Eyes.

Randy Bacon at work with David
Eyes

We roam costumed
as though going
to the same masquerade,
our souls exposed
in the pools of our eyes.

Noseless, chinless, mouthless,
we wander past eyes we know
but don’t recognize,
hesitant to dwell
for fear of seeming rude.

This may be the time
to pause more,
seek more,
lean in to read the open books
in the eyes.

(c) 2021 David L. Harrison