My senses are…
Intoxicated.
Scattered.
Focused.
My earthly form
not merely a shell
enclosing my soul
Each body part lucidly,
intensely
glued to my senses.
Impetus Stimulus
Impetus Stimulus – Manifestations of Literary & Other Impulses” is my booklet of poetry, in prose and verse.
To the One who Knows me
I dedicate this to the one who knows me
The only person who can always make sense
The only one who can repeatedly soothe me
And lift me up to a better place
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A Day like Yesterday
Once upon a time it was a yesterday.
Yesterday was filled with beauty.
Sometimes yesterday was painful or sad
But pain and sadness expire.
There is no expiration date on beauty.
Did you ever notice that?
How was your yesterday?
Sabina Nore
An Insatiable Craving
An insatiable craving
A voracious appetite
An unquenchable thirst
A scorching intensity
A stimulating joy
An interminable desire
An immeasurably deep spirit
Sabina Nore