Open Poetry #22 |
Touch |
han_tigger Member
since 2002-08-10
Posts 50Thundersley, Essex, Uk |
Touch. What would the world be, If you could not feel the soft breeze, Brush the soft grasses on your palms, If you cannot touch a soft flower, Feel the warm sunrays upon your face, Feel the sand between your toes, And the softness of fallen leaves, To feel the cold snow on your fingertips, And the warlmth of a crakerling fire, What would the world be, If we could not apprecicate these things. |
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Gabriel Frost Member
since 2002-08-15
Posts 216Between midnight thoughts |
Alas, the world would be a hopeless void of carbon monoxide and dirty streets where people worship only the almighty dollar... Great work. [This message has been edited by Gabriel Frost (08-16-2002 04:13 PM).] |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
No, the world would be a very dull place. I can't imagine losing the sense of touch. |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
It would be a place bereft of sense. Good poem Keth Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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