Blind Days
A poem about blindness
Blurs of white
limit your views
of what's ahead.
Nothing there
except for blurry ripples
of dust sprinkling in the air.
The falling fluff settling
on your skin as
tickling sensations
felt not seen.
Walking outside
daylight hits you and
brightens the day,
a whiteness felt,
a glowing feeling
surrounding your soul.
The air falling
on your breath.
Later, the rain
falls on your skin
bringing life to
the forefront.
Months later,
the night
settles in winter
sprinkling snow
upon you as you
touch its softness.
A moistness
delights your skin
but you wish you could
see it once again.
Summer arrives,
no rain,
just the sun's glare
shining down
brightening the glow
upon your face.
The sun heals
your strength
making you
a bit human
once again.
But sight
will not return
only perception
of what can be
felt within your senses
because blindness
will always use
smells, sound, and touch
to live a better
wholesome life
and carry on
as best one can
keeping the blackness
far away out of
reach.
©️ Denise Larkin 2022. All Rights Reserved.
About the Creator
Denise Larkin
A writer with a BA in Arts & Humanities (specialism Creative Writing), studying for an MA in Creative Writing, writes poetry and fictional short stories. The author of Time to Run, The Island of Love, Darkness, and The Non-Human.
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Outstanding poetry.
Beautifully written!