Portrait of Myself
by Deanna Vitoroulis

My lockets of hair
Are the striking gold
Bands that jewelers craft

My shoulders are stones
For they are so sturdy
They erect such a posture

My ears, delicate leaves
Of the blossomed pear tree
In the robust spring season

I've calm, sea blue eyes
The quiet waters
Of tranquility

I am the evening star
Forever seeing through
The pitch blackness
Of my ever changing world

Living within within walls
Of an explored mystery cave
Sooner or later
I'll have found myself

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Poem Copyright 1999 by Deanna Vitoroulis


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