Ode To Homer Poem by Sophie Allyah

Two big round eyes
Devoid of sense
You could look straight
And see emptiness
Without any malice

The hair
Simple as an alphabet
Bodaciously bold and decent
Easy to the eyes
As his mug face to remember

His skin is as bright
As a ripe mango
Not yellow red
Nor like sallow
Nor pastel's light yellow
But yellow
Of a child's drawing
Intensely colored
Pure and lively like the sun

Seeing him in motion and clueless
Made me smile
It masked the sadness I felt
Homer is somewhat the white knight
The pillar of the absurdity
A foundation that, if he dies
His world would crumble

He is a lamp at night
Before I shut my weary eyes
That is when I was sad and lonely
Sad and lonely
And green
That, I forgot when was the last time