All alone, with my eyes closed
I sense you quietly coming
and sitting across
I can feel your bourbon eyes
intense with passion
resting on me.
Startled, I open my eyes
a curtain flutters,
the cold draught makes me shiver
and my lips quiver.
Written for dVerse. Today’s host, Merril, says: Use shiver–or some form of the word—in a poem of exactly 44 words. The form is up to you. Shiver in rhyme, or shiver in free verse. Shiver in the past, present, or future
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Oh! So romantic although the ending is tragic! This is how I had imagined I would meet the love of my life – our eyes meeting across a coffee shop…alas, our meeting was quite different, even though the end result was the same.
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Love never happens as we imagine it to…but thank god it does! 😅 Glad it took you back in time, Irma!
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Oh wowza–I LOVE that you use bourbon as an eye color…or maybe I misread it…maybe it’s inebriated passion? In any event, 5-Star! 🙂
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Haha, Z! Passion is intoxicating, right! Whisky eyes did not sound as good so I went with bourbon. Ever grateful for your 5-Stars. ❤️
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It is intoxicating indeed–and Yes, whiskey eyes wouldn’t have been nearly as aesthetic and effective!! You’re the Best!
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🙏🏼❤️👍🏼
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💖💖💖
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The reveries of a hopeless heart.
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Indeed, Asha.
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Punam this is so beautiful, powerful, at once sensual and desperately stark, and sad….when I read poems of such quality I am not able to – nor do I want to – read another poem for a while, as I let it all sink in. I can still feel that loneliness…
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Ain, I am humbled you read so much that I couldn’t fit in 44 words. Thank you ever so much for your beautiful compliment. I think I will just sit back and savour your words before responding to others.
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You have the gift of making the reader feel the emotions. Bravo my friend
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Sadje, thank you for such a wonderful compliment. ❤️
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It’s how I feel when I read your poetry! My pleasure
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WOW! Those are the kind of eyes one could get drunk on.
❤
David
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Absolutely, David. Can’t you make out I am drunk for life! 😊❤️
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Beautifully crafted, Punam!
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Glad you enjoyed it, Chris! ❤️
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tantalising tease … love it sis!
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Who me? Lol
Thanks, sis. 😊
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good to see you smiling on this grey wet day 🙂
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On grey wet days there is more reason to do so! 😊
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the atmosphere you create is intense and filled with the unspoken passions – those whisky eyes speak silent volumes
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Glad that intensity and passion came through, Laura. I am happy those eyes spoke what they were meant to.
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What a moment you captured here – filled with excitement and passion. You kept us guessing with that ending scene, smiles.
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So delighted you enjoyed this little verse, Grace. 😊
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Bourbon eyes.. beautiful Punam
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Thanks, Sangeetha. 🥰
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I thought I saw a bat fluttering out the open window, Punam. A visit from a vampire, perhaps? I don’t know why it struck me this way. The “bourbon eyes” reminded me of the bloodshot eyes of vampires in movies, I think! I enjoyed reading this, even if I got it wrong. 🙂
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Haha, Cheryl! You are wonderful! ❤️ I am so happy you enjoyed it, whether you saw a bat or a vampire, what matters is the poem spoke to you.
Thank you so much. 😊❤️
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Beautifully composed poem, Punam.
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Thanks a lot, Kamal.
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Most welcome Punam 🙏🏼
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Love the intensity of the moment.
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Glad you enjoyed it, Marion. 😊
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There’s mystery here, and much emotion. (K)
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Lot of emotion actually. Thank you.
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I’m just going to live in the delicious phrase “bourbon eyes” for a small spell, if you don’t mind. Wonderful.
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Oh, please be my guest! Thank you for such a delightful response, De.
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Bourbon eyes – outstanding!
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Darius, thank you!
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This sounds so gently tragic.
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Thank you. 🙂
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I love the romantic tension building and then just flutter out like a flame being killed by a breeze… so heartfelt.
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Exactly! Thanks a lot, Björn.
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A palpable grief Punam.
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I am touched you could feel it, Paul.
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Wow this felt brillaint beautiful to read.
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Thanks a lot, Pragalbha. 🙂
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Ah, I love how you put shiver and quiver together. Amazing write, dear Punam. ❤️
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So happy you liked that, Jeff! Thanks a lot, my friend. ❤️
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I was left with feeling that deep grief of being startled out of the reverie of feeling a presence, feeling those eyes and then emptiness. So very well crafted!
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Glad for your appreciation.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thanks, Chuck.
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Always a joy and pleasure to read and share great posts with followers, My Dear! Hope you have a great day!! 😘💕🎁🌹
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🙏🏼💖🌷
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So passionate, and then so stark and sad.!That’s often the way of dreams and reality.
“bourbon eyes” is a wonderful phrase.
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I am glad you like that phrase, Merril. Thank you. 💙
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You’re very welcome.
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Darius, thank you!
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A very lonesome poem. But I hear that a hot cup of coffee can make almost anything better!
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Val, I must try it then when I am lonesome. Lol
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love the poetic sound to this and the coffee warming my day Punam! 💖
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Thanks so much, Cindy! 💓
Have a great day.
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You’re so welcome my friend! 💖
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Sometimes we bring back lost loves…even if only in our dreams. i like the contrast and unexpected twist.
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So we do! So glad you enjoyed this little verse, Mish!
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That’s deep and I share this experience. Thanks for sharing! 🙏
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Thanks so much and my pleasure. 🙏🏼😊
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Those ‘bourbon eyes’ sound rather inviting, Punam! 😊
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They are, Ingrid. 😉
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