A Sonnet On It

A sonnet inspired by a well-known contemporary figure’s characteristic feature.

The doe, the demon – innocence and guile,

The sham, the shy – pretence and bashfulness,

The calm, the fraught – serenity and stress,

The stony glare in conflict with the smile;

All’s in those eyes, wide open in surprise

Or half-closed in a wry, reptilian way,

Sky-blue at times, at others ashen grey,

Though none is sure what lurks behind the guise.

To many they possess the Devil’s taint,

To some the clearness of an open book,

But few can read for certain if that look

Speaks plainly of a sinner or a saint;

The stare of Blair contains his rise and fall,

He is his gaze – the eyes, they have it – all!