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Have you ever stood outside On a cold and windy day And felt what the wind tastes like As it moves along it's way ? Have you tasted wind in summer Hot and sticky in your throat Have you tasted it while fishing Standing on a sailing boat? Have you tasted wind and liked it Just before a summer storm As it flows down past your gullet Is it beautiful and warm ? It is a simple gesture Standing, tasting moving air I don't think you'd really notice Until it wasn't there Esopheagal cancer Stops the wind inside the throat the simple act of tasting wind Is now something in my note Now, think of tasting wind again Try tasting through a mask You try but cannot taste it It's not a simple task Enjoy the feeling of the wind Remember how it tastes Different seasons, different textures It's a feeling not to waste.
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May 4, 2012
May 4, 2012 at 12:48 PM UTC
Taste the Wind - (for mum, who tastes the wind)
Have you ever stood outside On a cold and windy day And felt what the wind tastes like As it moves along it's way ? Have you tasted wind in summer Hot and sticky in your throat Have you tasted it while fishing Standing on a sailing boat? Have you tasted wind and liked it Just before a summer storm As it flows down past your gullet Is it beautiful and warm ? It is a simple gesture Standing, tasting moving air I don't think you'd really notice Until it wasn't there Esopheagal cancer Stops the wind inside the throat the simple act of tasting wind Is now something in my note Now, think of tasting wind again Try tasting through a mask You try but cannot taste it It's not a simple task Enjoy the feeling of the wind Remember how it tastes Different seasons, different textures It's a feeling not to waste.
This is for my Mum who is presently fighting Espophegal Cancer along with cancer in a number of other areas. She is the strongest person I know.
roger-turner
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May 4, 2012
May 4, 2012 at 12:48 PM UTC
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