Curious creatures
born with some sense
an uncommon menagerie
Included in these features
are those special moments
reminded by a stimuli-of the sensory
It's all quite clear-unless it blurs
the gift of gab is worth 2 cents
but for you, my friend, this is free
To taste sour grapes
to hear bitter words
to touch a note
or smell a rat
...feeling beautiful
When something smells fishy
our red flags are raised
whispering intuition
a bit o' Irish Banshee
a taste for success unphased
in a buzzing world of commotion
To know is to see
these senses rapture and amaze
an idea is just a nonsense notion
A pure heart will set you free
thoughts will make you crazed
lost in perpetual motion
seeking truth
hiding from reality
throwing caution to the wind
letting ourselves go
and letting ourselves go...
Let's try to be sensible
subdue this striking sensation
lost in sensitive reflection
Senses good and terrible
heightened by emotion
give us invisible detection (upon closer inspection)
When one is weak the other is able
to take charge and overrun
coming to conclusions
Are there really just these five
to remind us we're alive?
There seems much more we can derive
What about a sense of style?
The tact of a genuine smile
An air of calm, nothing for denial
a sense of humor or beguile
uncommon senses are undeniably worthwhile.
Image By Annie Swynnerton (http://sladept.com/artist/swynnerton) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons. "Sense of sight" 1898.
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