Seasons

[MathieuF0X]

Can you smell the sounds?
Can you hear the taste of rotten fruit?
This world is oh very strange...
I see the wafting scent of seasons.
Reach. Carpie.
Opposition twists the world.
Content.
See how the sounds ricochet throughout the lands?
Smell the taste of sweet flowers?
Synesthesia pushes the cradle that makes our brain ache,
But the seasons have brought thought to our heart,
And love to our mind.

[tibaltfox]

I love how this bounces so freely between concrete clarity and abstract fragmentation. Forms a nice balance!

Really communicates the sort of mixed sensory experience of a change of seasons, you taste the sweetness in the air, you smell the leaves. It's all very mixed up.

[MathieuF0X]

Thanks. I was feeling...indifferent when I wrote this, and I'm always looking for a reason to write something quirky. =) Thanks for your critique.