Sunrise Sensations

Sunrise Sensations


I taste the sunrise; pale pastels
play on my palate sweetly.
I close my eyes, yet my mind dwells
on the flavors of the dawn.
The morning light has cast its spells
and I’m entranced, completely.

Each day begins with wonderment
as my senses play their games.
I hear bright colors never meant
to sing their melody.
Lying here, I feel content
with sounds that have no names.

I feel the warmth of saltiness
as tears flow from my eyes.
It wraps me in a soft caress
that words cannot describe.
I’m blessed as senses coalesce.
Each day is a surprise.


An entry for the 11/10/13 round of "The Writer's Cramp - Poetry Week!" 
Prompt: Synesthesia is a syndrome where a sensation is produced in one sense when a stimulus is applied to another sense such as a person TASTING colors and SEEING flavors. Write a poem or story about a person with that syndrome.
Line Limit: 40
Line Count: 18
Form: GENSIS ~ a form, conceived by Walt Wojtanik, based on the musical group of the same name. It consists of three six-line stanzas with a rhyme scheme of A B A C A B. There is no set meter for the lines.