Notes About The Poem
This is not my famil but a picture from the internet but it represents the plight of many families years ago.
My Five Senses
Come into the empty house
An unlocked door invites
See everything is in order
But there's grayness despite
No meal bubbling on the range
No aroma of baking bread
Absent sounds, blue loneliness
Hollow, empty, silent dread
Then mother lost her good job
She's at home every day
Yellow sunshine greets us
Orange and red fire invites to stay
We would sit down to eat
Big bites of homemade bread
Smooth brown gravy in abundance
Love and warmth lingers instead
Happy laughter fills our ears
Warm, soft, salty bread our mouth
The sight of both parents there
Fills the spirit's long drouth
drouth__Old Scottish dialect for drouth
I am not sure if this is what you wanted but I felt it might be ...
Stanza 1---sight, temperature, pain
Stanza 2---sound, scent(smell), and feelings
Stanza 3---feelings, vision, and touch
Stanza 4---taste
Stanza 5---sound, touch, sight, taste
Written: August 10, 2018
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