Missing our time. So Imade time to reach out to you. I am exploring our senses. Directly and indirectly, through their aestheitcs or function; individual recounts or oral interpretations. I’ll post a piece each day which highlights one of the 5 senses:
Monday – Sight
Tuesday – Sound
Wednesday – Touch
Thursday – Smell
Friday – Taste
I welcome your comments, feedback and input!. Be sweet and wise.
I can see.
I am not blinded by the failures:
They are not the marrow…Or the bone.
I am solid.
I hurt and weep; seethe under the crumbs hate leaves me.
To stay out of jail I drink.
For a break;
a pause in the pain.
And while I wait, I smell every flower I see.
Because they remind me love lives
and the evil that feeds
on our fear.