I can't seem to stop writing poetry or reading poetry. I think it is safe to say I love poetry and I love sharing great poetry with others.
The skin a seat, a throne, that holds our touch.
An epiblast the secret of dermis,
an embryo that's common among us,
the slightest touch upon our skin says much.
The mighty physics behind our eye's lens.
Incredible mobility of eye,
a tear to always follow our goodbye,
a rainbow from the light show refractions.
We are the muscle cell to move our frame,
the energy that lies within synapse
that pilots this complicated machine.
A model we build that's never the same.
While learning quiet during preschool naps
or living each day in daily routine.
© 2018 Jamie Lee Hamann
Doris James MizBejabbers from Beautiful South on May 04, 2018:
Nice, kinda reminds me of the old song "Dem Bones" except that it's much prettier.
Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on April 24, 2018:
A most creative and interesting poem.
Hari Prasad S from Bangalore on April 23, 2018:
Unique and interesting poem Jamie Lee. Excellent.
Ann Carr from SW England on April 23, 2018:
I love this poem, Jamie. It encapsulates the wonderful make-up of our bodies, especially the bit about the eyes (but then my Dad was an optometrist so that appeals greatly).
Louise Powles from Norfolk, England on April 23, 2018:
That's an interesting poem. Nice perspective about the look on anatomy.