The books lie everywhere.
Some open, some shut with marks within,
and some simply closed, as if human touch
were forgotten.

A mind is sensed. It could be if
all pages were read up to the point indicated
we could reconstruct something.
A personality would emerge,

one sitting atop a mountain, waiting
for the traveler to ask, or one
within a cloister, surrounded by structure
all looking the same.
We trust the most silent, impalpable voices.

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3 Responses to “Sensation (1st draft)”

  1. David on January 25th, 2009 6:49 pm

    Amen

  2. raincoaster on April 17th, 2009 2:59 am

    True, dat.

  3. Motivational Poems, Quotes and Prayers on April 20th, 2009 9:11 am

    Nice poetry! I like your style, it has a certain feel to it, a certain mystery.

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