GV (September 25 1962 / New York City)

Blind Love

The poetry of a blind man
Is not metered
In contrast hue or color
It is textured
In smell
In sound
In feel
A light finger upon the breast of a lover
An epic is forged
On the shallow breath
Of a tender sigh
Of his unseen lover
And verses fall like rain

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love- incessant stream of verse river, crystal water falling verse and spreading over all the world blindly!
Strong poem dealing with many metaphors
I second Sonya's 'wow'- that such a deceptively simple thing can cut straight to the heart of the matter and leave you in complete awe; wow is the only thing comes to mind, truly..(smile)
wow, is all i can say!