Relative Senses

A Poem By LoriAnn // 1/24/2009

What scent is that of rose?
How do you know, that, when you smell rose,
I, perhaps, don’t smell that, but…
How do you taste sweet?
Is it possible that sweet to you,
Is salt, or even bitter to me,
But we react to, say, ice cream,
The same way?
Are perhaps, taste and scent
And sight and touch
Relative? Like time or gravity?
Maybe – perchance, white and light
Are blue and deep
To you.
Now, I ask you my friend,
What color is the sky?


I've wondered about that to.

I've wondered about that to. Because what I would say is sweet, someone else would say is tangy. I think maybe we taste (or smell or whatever) the same thing, it's just our opinions that are different.

"A wizard is never late, nor is he early; he arrives presicely when he means to." Gandalf

The Brit | Mon, 01/26/2009


It's an interesing thought though...

"I am a dreamer, take me higher, open the sky up, start a fire...I beleive, even if it's just a dream." -Bethany Dillon

LoriAnn | Fri, 01/30/2009

Maybe somewhere there's a

Maybe somewhere there's a place where colors have a flavor, and red would taste something like lemon and cherries, with a bit of kiwi. Just thinking a few random thoughts.

"Life is a series of idiots all trying to be more profound than the last idiot. And in a moment someone will come along and try to say something more profound than what I have just said." - unknown, to me anyway.

Bridget | Thu, 05/07/2009

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya


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