behind closed eyes
colour, shape, storms.
light in waves, flows
in tandem with sound,
ears feeding my sight
as sound becomes light.
For today’s prompt, write a beauty poem. Think Beauty and the Beast; think beauty sleep; think airbrushed images in magazines, self-esteem, and selfies. Personally, I always think of the old black & white version ofKing Kong and the final line of the movie. – Robert Lee Brewer
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* the above image is a representation of what I see when I hear people speak.