Brown into green #poetry #dVerse

Brown fleck
in a green eye:
something rare, I
got the green, the
thickness of your hair, my
children got the
hazel-brown
so maybe 
in that fleck
there was encoded
double-helix style
a spark
of life
which carried on from you
to me
to them
and now I see
with mother’s eyes
the way you used to see.
And yes, I’m tired.
And yes, I struggle sometimes, still
At the heart of it all
eyes see
[and all
I see
is] love.

© Experimentsinfiction 2020, All Rights Reserved

Tonight, Mish is our host at dVerse, and she has asked us to write about eyes. My mother had unusual eyes, green flecked with hazel. So I thought I’d write about those.

Green into brown
Me n my boys!

47 thoughts on “Brown into green #poetry #dVerse

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  1. Such a lovely photo, Ingrid, and I love this poem dedicated to your mother and her eyes. I would have loved to have had green eyes, but mine are blue. I love the touch of science in the lines:
    ‘in that fleck
    there was encoded
    double-helix style
    a spark
    of life
    which carried on from you
    to me
    to them’.

  2. How we inherit traits and how and if we pass them on is a fascinating topic. It’s weird to see traits of generations passed on and not just the genetic ones in my sons. Wonderful photo of a loving mother and her two wonderful sons 🙂

  3. I really like your response to the prompt, the way it combines the science of genetics with love and reflections of your mother. This part really spoke to me….”And yes, I’m tired. And yes, I struggle sometimes”. Acceptance and perseverance…some of the greatest gifts our mothers can give and teach us.

  4. I am a stepfather, so my three daughters all have their father’s bluish eyes. Mine are hazel/amber, that change with shirt color; no kids to inherit mine. Just found out last year I am Italian, and I have Italian cousins, aunts and uncles. My mother’s eyes were sky-blue.

  5. when i was little i use to want green eyes. i didnt like my dark brown eyes cause I didnt feel special. but, now i appreciate the beauty of it all. you and your boys look really cute and happy.

  6. I love your descriptive poem and the beutiful picture of you and your boys Ingrid. What happy green eyed adorable faces and smiles of lips and eyes. 😎😎😎👩‍👧‍👦

  7. Hi Ingrid, I am here after reading Vincent’s post today about your little boy who has Benji’s big blog! 💕 I am amazed to see how could a tiny boy could write so well without his mom’s support and strength. You should be a proud mom for sure! 👍

  8. At the heart of it all
    eyes see [and all
    I see is] love.

    Very well said Ingrid. The combination of two sets of characteristics into one is the fine work of Providence’s hands and the three of you together is a classic pose!

    Hank

  9. what a lovely family shot, good looking lot!

    Yes they often say we don’t fully appreciate our parents until we are one … nice your mum had unusual eyes

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