When I read or write
I see and feel things differently.
ImaGes are nOt whaT they AlwAys aPpear
Words
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like a water fall
into a cist pool
of abstracts
, tfel ot thgir daer taht
only mirrored
can you see
the true reflection I see,
t h a t
...............i s
i f
i t..........d o e s n’t.... g e t
.............l o s t
......i n
t
h e
m
a z
e.
How many colors do you see
when you read?
Try forcing a square
into a round hole,
or see the sky,
a blanket of wonders
as the only thing
that makes sense
with its diversity.
Can you feel the venom
of frustration
feast on self-esteem
leaving behind
a shell of doubt?
Is it a learning disability,
to see and feel things so differently?
Tracey Hardie
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/seeing-what-you-read/
