Will I? Won’t I?
Our senses are detectives
I hear a kettle boil and click.
I see the steam rise soft and thick.
I sense that kettle’s very hot.
Will I touch it? NO I’ll not.
I see green mould upon the fruit.
I touch it and it feels too soft.
I smell the scent of yucky rot.
Will I taste it? NO I’ll not.
I feel the raindrops on my skin.
I smell the dampness closing in.
I see the lightning on the hill.
Will I hear it? Yes I will.
I see the smoke and bonfire blaze.
I feel its warmth upon my face.
I hear the crackling spits and spills.
Will I smell it? Yes I will.
I hear a mossie’s whining flight.
It stops. And then I feel a bite.
Will I see it? Not at night.
Will I squash it? Yes I might!
Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #27
Celia said: If asked to do something, people may say YES and then change their mind. I tend to say NO first-up, THEN change my mind! Which way round will it be for you?