Andreas Simic Poet Free verse

Are the Five Alive

Can you see it through...
fog
smog 
mist

Can you smell it through...
fear 
odors 
stench

Can you hear it through...
noise
racket 
chatter

Can you taste it through...
spices
flavors
bland

Can you touch it through...
pain
sorrow 
concessions

If you’ve made it this far through 
the gauntlet known as life

Take a bow  for you are alive with the big five
sight, smell, hearing, taste and feel are for the surreal

Andreas Simic©

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart February 4, 2018 at 8:31 AM This is great! Enjoyed reading :) Andreas Simic February 5, 2018 at 8:25 PM Glad you enjoyed the read. Thanks.

Reason A. Poteet February 4, 2018 at 6:35 AM Granted, the five senses are the basis of all learning. Well-said, Andreas. Not sure I wouldn't omit the "THE" in front of your words in each stanza for brevity's sake. Just an idea you can pitch around or pitch out. A delightful read. Andreas Simic February 5, 2018 at 8:24 PM Wonderful suggestion. Thanks.