Thread: Senses of the Soul

What do you see?
When you gaze into the endless dark-
What do you see?
Is your vision filled
With fire and brimstone;
Or doilies and flowers?
What do you hear?
When you listen into the blackness-
What do you hear?
Are your ears assaulted
With sounds wicked and strange,
Or sweet and sultry as the sea?
Such a fey landscape,
Is the soul.
Even those who own it
Cannot fathom it's depth
And it's beauty.
What do you feel?
When you see into your soul-
What do you feel?

hi Poka, This is a thought provoking poem. Thanks...enjoyed reading it immensely

I liked it as well, but I think breaking it into stanzas might make it stronger. Hope that helps.

What do you see?
When you gaze into the endless dark-
What do you see?

Is your vision filled
With fire and brimstone;
Or doilies and flowers?

What do you hear?
When you listen into the blackness-
What do you hear?
Are your ears assaulted
With sounds wicked and strange,
Or sweet and sultry as the sea?

Such a fey landscape,
Is the soul.
Even those who own it
Cannot fathom it's depth
And it's beauty.

What do you feel?
When you see into your soul-
What do you feel?

Yes I agree, stanzas please. They really do help the reader to pause and absorb what is being said.

Thanks guys on paper it is in stanzas, but I posted this from my iPod and the text box can be a pain with the enter button and all. Thanks though for stopping by