If the whole body were an eye,
Round and rolling beneath the sky,
Where would the ears reside, oh my?
Behind the lashes? Beneath a sigh?
Would they hide in a blink’s embrace,
Or perch atop, a mirrored face?
Would whispers tickle the optic rows,
And songs be heard where vision goes?
Perhaps the cornea would hum in tune,
And echo laughter by the moon.
Or sound would shimmer through a tear,
Catching melodies sharp and clear.
If sight held hands with hearing's might,
Would thunder dance with beams of light?
Oh, how peculiar it all could grow,
If ears and eyes switched the roles they know.
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The poem’s playful “what if” questions really carry it.
It feels inventive and light without losing craft.
Thanks brother I appreciate your feedback and support
I have often wondered what it would be like to have other senses such as echolocation or inferred vision and with this what it would be like to lack one or more of our senses and this poem speaks of vision and what then about the ears. A lovely light hearted write about a very deep subject that influences all we think or feel about the world around us.
Thanks Soren
Most welcome Gray
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