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ing a new plight</p><p id="119c">Tears from her eyes with the vision of love Swaddled from the winds of war for glory and hope Pressed pears, pudding of plums, milk of the breast Language babbled, birthed then worn like a glove</p><p id="8783">Something old returns a new beginning to take shape Growing with soul, spirit, and grand mythology To be a bride, a warrior, a sister, a queen, or king A world to touch, taste, feel, hear, inhale, and drink at her nape</p><p id="06ff">Fading power, dimming the hues, song fills the air Sailing the Seas wriggling across the sands of time Won or lost ascending the rungs of the ladder Until we are doused in the glow of our heir</p><p id="70a5">To be new, everlasting, and come again With eyes to read, mouths to swallow, Ears filled with sounds of thunder, the patter of rain The scents of a kingdom awaiting every touch.</p><figure id="402b"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*G4HYxUU0TgESK8B7j4Tu4w.png"><figcaption></figcaption></figure><p id="8eec"><b>Are you feeling charitable? If so,

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POETRY | THE FIVE SENSES |

Senses of Seasons Reborn to Reason

A sensory slate in a poetic life

Photo by Paul Blenkhorn @SensoryArtHouse: https://www.pexels.com/photo/abstract-painting-3517894/

Sins seeped away from the bones beneath Grains of oblivion shake from the roots above Crawling from her belly to smell of burnt leaves Tasting rusted apples from the memory of teeth

The tickle of morning grass across the pores of new skin Dew drops are sugar kisses on searching lips Tunneling worms echo in awoken ears The pick-pack plunge of a beak seek within

A blaze of life burns shadows across a lost plane From the spawn of blackness; birth to a new light The wails of failing ring in the ears to conceive. Delivered by His grace welcoming a new plight

Tears from her eyes with the vision of love Swaddled from the winds of war for glory and hope Pressed pears, pudding of plums, milk of the breast Language babbled, birthed then worn like a glove

Something old returns a new beginning to take shape Growing with soul, spirit, and grand mythology To be a bride, a warrior, a sister, a queen, or king A world to touch, taste, feel, hear, inhale, and drink at her nape

Fading power, dimming the hues, song fills the air Sailing the Seas wriggling across the sands of time Won or lost ascending the rungs of the ladder Until we are doused in the glow of our heir

To be new, everlasting, and come again With eyes to read, mouths to swallow, Ears filled with sounds of thunder, the patter of rain The scents of a kingdom awaiting every touch.

Are you feeling charitable? If so, there is a tipping option below, or if you want to look at my Amazon wish list, click here. Please note that I am not having a mid-life crisis; the vinyl records and 80s posters on the wish list are contributions from my teenage daughter.

Freelance Writer/Editor/Creative Consult/Developmental Editor, for Hire. Email me [email protected]

If you aren’t a Medium member but enjoy my work or have your own stories to tell, you can bump up to full membership for only $5/month or for even more savings, $50/year. You will have access to the complete library of writers and their stories, articles, and more! I receive a small percentage of any new memberships through this link.

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