I’m standing in this room
The light is not perceived
I don’t know where I am
For my sight and darkness weave.
I cannot find the Switch
To let the light shine bright,
I cannot help the blind man
At any feasible height.
But, I have just realized
I can see in this man’s mind
We can help each other through…
It seems we both are blind.
Anthony J. Cifelli
A contest entry
- All Senses Contest ( pre-writes allowed now ) by misticmoonlite.
650 points, ended August 26, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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oh so true, what you can associate with as a blind person senses the things we take for granted
THANK YOU FOR THIS ENTRY
lINDA


