Reverie

What is light if you cannot see, your tactile touch, your dependency, to feel beauty, your lovers face, your first born, its warm embrace, nature, its smell, its breath, its enigmatic sounds, those of death, some known, some teasing mysteries, what is it like to live in perpetual darkness, can one find solitude in reveries?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Callus Avatar
June 9, 2018 at 5:18 PM
You offer us a lovely poem wherein you set probing questions arising from the loss of sensual stimulation, Mick. Will dreamy meditation make up for it? This leaves the matter open for a long discussion... Regards // paul
Talbot Avatar
June 10, 2018 at 8:00 AM
Not loss Paul, more the way the blind have to adapt. Many thanks for your appreciation, Mick
Andresen Avatar
June 9, 2018 at 1:55 PM
- Without seeing all that beauty ... or feeling love ... I would not find comfort in anything, Mick - A great poem :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Talbot Avatar
June 10, 2018 at 7:57 AM
Many thanks Anne-Lise. Mick
Messina Avatar
June 9, 2018 at 12:35 PM
Too many find solitude in reverie. What a day for a daydream! Nice write Mick!
Talbot Avatar
June 9, 2018 at 12:59 PM
Many thanks, Charles! Mick
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