Qwill's Pen

April 23, 2009;
Words of prose and wit
On paper sit,
To recognize features
Of human creatures.

The mind,
We find,
Both kind and cruel,
Use thought as fuel.

The eyes,
Surprise,
React in night,
And sudden light.

The nose,
Knows of smell
Of, rank or dank,
It will tell.

The ear,
Does hear,
Sounds of glee
Gaiety and harmony.

From brow to chin
Nose, thick or thin,
Lips full and lush,
flush with blush

The chin skin,
May be thin,
With a simple
Accent Dimple.

The neck
Connects, I expect
Head to torso,
Or so, or more so.

The Shoulders,
Sometimes burden holders,
Macho and masculine,
Or soft and feminine.

The arms,
With charms,
Cuddle and coo,
Bear terror, too.

The hands,
Work the lands,
To create, decorate,
Sometimes to desecrate.

The hips,
Those hips,
Narrow or wide,
Front back or side.

Now the thighs,
Thighs for sighs,
Slender and tender,
Tough and rough.

The legs,
The lower limbs,
Give lift to hips
Rise to thighs.

The knees,
The bees knees,
Give bend to lend,
For walk and talk.

The shins,
The thin skin shins,
Lower legs,
Of lower limbs,

The ankles,
Sometimes perfectly turned,
Sometimes turned,
With sprain and pain.

The foot, with toes,
Arches and woes,
Bunions and corns, without fail,
Then and ingrown nail.

From head to sole
The body whole,
Bits and parts within,
All held within the skin.

The skin,
Keeps them in,
And does defend,
On that we do depend.

With feeling heart
An essential part
With mind for pondering and musing,
Muscles for strength and using
.
We are more than skin, flesh and bone,
We are what we are, not physical alone.