For The Birds
Dipping thieving
from the skies
frenzied feeding
hungry cries.
Crust of bread
is offered thus-
fingers bleeding
so nonplussed!
© Rebecca Sanchez 2013
Sometimes you just shouldn’t feed the animals.
Tag: breadcrumbs
Synapic Self
Synaptic Self
I am my synaptic self
my synapses are me
they have the nerve
they make the connections
they are the “who” in me.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2013
“You are your synapses. They are who you are.” Joseph LeDoux
This was a found poem written about our synapses and what this guy (who studied them) said about them. I just found it interesting that this chemical reaction makes us who we are.
Capricious Poet 