Brown-eyed girl

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Detail from a mural in Artists Alley, Ajo, Arizona
 

A penny for your thoughts,
brown-eyed girl.
Can anyone grow wise
thinking only of the stars?
When shadows nestle in your hair,
becoming bent and crooked—
is that how wisdom begins?
What about the young boy
who loops himself around
the boa constrictor
and survives to tell the tale?
Will you be like him?
Will you have a tale to tell?
How will you begin?
A penny (that’s enough)
for your thoughts,
brown-eyed girl.

 

Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
  
   
More Sunday’s Whirligig #124

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Posted on August 13, 2017, in poetry, Sunday's Whirligig and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Wisdom comes with experience. I suppose the penny for ones thoughts was childrens realisation that even they had value in the family, or group of friends, showing that thinking for oneself was a good and useful thing to do.

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