shifting

contained in the wrongs

present skin seems unreal at times

eyes wander to the places they crave

this uneasiness leads somewhere

bringing a whole new world out into the eyes

the landscapes might shift

be renewed and bear new life

the soil warmed by the sun again

smiles of flowers and walls crumble down,fading away

plants grow side by side

throwing shadows upon the other

then back we fall

in this body and nothing is clear

moving moving fingers and toes

i observe the body im in

its so strange and familiar

Author's Note

Reviews

[Dani The Unreviewed]

It is a great poem. i will rate it100 points. But unfortunately, this one can not stay in the contest, because you are not a group member. I'm sorry, but i just rejected it. Next time, try reading the guidelines, before submitting. Thanks.

[Nyu]

Oh thank you and sorry I didn't see that

[Dani The Unreviewed]

Its okay :) you're welcome.

[Michael G. Smith]

As if the spirit is lifted above what is expected. The last couple of lines reminds me of times I just watch my fingers move and experience the simple blessing of having that privilege.

[Nyu]

thank you :) I completely agree.

[Michael G. Smith]

I'm spreading the word on Andrea Gibson. I love her work.

[Nyu]

haha thats awesome!:)

[V. P. Trujillo]

Jeez, got quite a beauty to it, in a darkened sense.

The best sense.

You're far better than most your age, as well as those whom first start on here.

[Nyu]

xD thank-you!!