5 senses poem challenge
As a child I remember dancing in my socks on our hardwood floors
Spinning round and round
Happy-not a care in the world
Oh how I long to return to that exact moment in time
When my soul was free-untroubled
The world was mine-the entire universe within my grasp
When I could still hear the birds sing and bees hum-nature's orchestra
When fruit still tasted sweet
Before reality stung me-blowing my candle out
Before life became so hard and so burdensome
Like torture
-sink holes
-arctic monkeys(Do I wanna know? It's a song-sexy AF)
-Watermelon(wax cubes)
-peppermint
-Soothing embrace
Spinning round and round
Happy-not a care in the world
Oh how I long to return to that exact moment in time
When my soul was free-untroubled
The world was mine-the entire universe within my grasp
When I could still hear the birds sing and bees hum-nature's orchestra
When fruit still tasted sweet
Before reality stung me-blowing my candle out
Before life became so hard and so burdensome
Like torture
-sink holes
-arctic monkeys(Do I wanna know? It's a song-sexy AF)
-Watermelon(wax cubes)
-peppermint
-Soothing embrace
Love On A Sink Hole
The song from the Arctic Monkeys is blasting from your car
As you park in front of my house as if you were a movie star
"I never want to see you again" were my very last words to you
Yet, here you are once again as you didn't take a clue
And smelling like watermelon wax cubes
Well, Take a number and sit in queue
While I suck on my peppermint and think of seeing you
I miss your laugh, I miss your soothing embrace
But I am the law which ran out of grace
And you, love, are standing on a sink hole just about to be erased!
Sight: theater
Sound: scream
Smell: popcorn
Taste: cotton candy
Touch: holding hands
The song from the Arctic Monkeys is blasting from your car
As you park in front of my house as if you were a movie star
"I never want to see you again" were my very last words to you
Yet, here you are once again as you didn't take a clue
And smelling like watermelon wax cubes
Well, Take a number and sit in queue
While I suck on my peppermint and think of seeing you
I miss your laugh, I miss your soothing embrace
But I am the law which ran out of grace
And you, love, are standing on a sink hole just about to be erased!
Sight: theater
Sound: scream
Smell: popcorn
Taste: cotton candy
Touch: holding hands
I watched the screen-eyes wide full of anxiety-in the darkened theater
I dropped my pocorn as I desperately began to feel in the blackness for my mother's hand
Holding hands-mine sweaty and small, hers warm and comforting
Wait! Was happening up on the luminescent screen?
Oh my God! My heart seized in panic as I began to scream
I willed my legs to stand-to help me run
I tasted bile in my mouth and on my tongue
Into the parking lot blind by tears-terrified I had run
Searching desperately for the car; finding it I collapsed inside-spent
My mind was still reeling from the information given
Still stunned from the shock
I just couldn't believe Bambii's mommy was dead
By a hunter's rifle she had been shot
The moon
The birds
Cinnamon
Blood
A smack/backhand
I dropped my pocorn as I desperately began to feel in the blackness for my mother's hand
Holding hands-mine sweaty and small, hers warm and comforting
Wait! Was happening up on the luminescent screen?
Oh my God! My heart seized in panic as I began to scream
I willed my legs to stand-to help me run
I tasted bile in my mouth and on my tongue
Into the parking lot blind by tears-terrified I had run
Searching desperately for the car; finding it I collapsed inside-spent
My mind was still reeling from the information given
Still stunned from the shock
I just couldn't believe Bambii's mommy was dead
By a hunter's rifle she had been shot
The moon
The birds
Cinnamon
Blood
A smack/backhand
I remember the days the birds sang their pretty song
And nothing in the world could ever go wrong
We walked hand in hand under the moon
You protected me from all sense of doom
Your love filled my world with a fragrance as sweet as cinnamon spice
I never thought you were disguised
But only time now seems to tell
How badly for you I stupidly fell
After all I do for you
Cartwheels, flips and back bends too
All you give me is a sense of doom
Your love reeks a horrid gloom
Instead of flowers, you give me a smack
Well let me tell you, Honey Jack,
I 'm ready for your backhand slap
For you are about to taste your own sweet blood.
As I come against you like a storming flood
Brace yourself and run like hell babe
Because love's about to meet the grave...👮
Sight: city lights
Sound: violin playing
Scent: sweet rolls
Taste: pasta
Touch: sensual touch
And nothing in the world could ever go wrong
We walked hand in hand under the moon
You protected me from all sense of doom
Your love filled my world with a fragrance as sweet as cinnamon spice
I never thought you were disguised
But only time now seems to tell
How badly for you I stupidly fell
After all I do for you
Cartwheels, flips and back bends too
All you give me is a sense of doom
Your love reeks a horrid gloom
Instead of flowers, you give me a smack
Well let me tell you, Honey Jack,
I 'm ready for your backhand slap
For you are about to taste your own sweet blood.
As I come against you like a storming flood
Brace yourself and run like hell babe
Because love's about to meet the grave...👮
Sight: city lights
Sound: violin playing
Scent: sweet rolls
Taste: pasta
Touch: sensual touch
Anonymous
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all forgiven
not forgotten
strawberry
lips taste
of sugar
the ocean
smell of your
perfume
the silky
nightdress
between
the thighs
I wake up to the
tone of my phone
I see the shattered
glass on the floor
half burned photos
the stress, the mess
we create over a dress
the betrayals, the lies
all flood inside my mind
and that humming sound again
getting louder in my ears
you flash in my eyes
your smirk
your betrayal
I collapse
taste | rusty, metal
touch | slimy
scent | forest, grass
sight | post apocalyptic
sound | Industrial
not forgotten
strawberry
lips taste
of sugar
the ocean
smell of your
perfume
the silky
nightdress
between
the thighs
I wake up to the
tone of my phone
I see the shattered
glass on the floor
half burned photos
the stress, the mess
we create over a dress
the betrayals, the lies
all flood inside my mind
and that humming sound again
getting louder in my ears
you flash in my eyes
your smirk
your betrayal
I collapse
taste | rusty, metal
touch | slimy
scent | forest, grass
sight | post apocalyptic
sound | Industrial
PARADISE NO MORE
The smell of the sweet grass fills my nose
as I stand at the remaining edge of the forest
slowly cut down before us
as everybody knows
A post apocalyptic nightmare seen
as industrial madness screams through the air
the bitter taste of rusty metal upon my tongue
my hand across slimy greasy metal brung
New world precise, my new world whore
Paradise no more
The smell of the sweet grass fills my nose
as I stand at the remaining edge of the forest
slowly cut down before us
as everybody knows
A post apocalyptic nightmare seen
as industrial madness screams through the air
the bitter taste of rusty metal upon my tongue
my hand across slimy greasy metal brung
New world precise, my new world whore
Paradise no more
taste- cigar smoke
touch- concrete
scent- barbecue grill
sight- lightning
sound- distant conversation
Regrets
I could still taste the cigar smoke
When I last kissed you before we broke
I remember clearly the scent of barbecue grill filling the air
As I gave you one last stare
With tears in my heart and pain in my soul
I hurt you so bad, this I know!
My words stung you as lightning introduced the coming storm
Approaching but yet unborn
I paved my lies on your concrete walls
And watched myself tumble and take the fall
I meant none of my lies; I was just afraid
And couldn't be brave.
You watched me as I slipped away
That awful time of day
And as I walked away, I could hear in my mind
All distant conversations and laughs we shared so fine!
A plain fool I was to let you go
When I know deep in my soul
You were the best and made for me
You offered me to be free
But I chose the chains
That enslaved me with pain
Because the chains I know
It's FREEDOM I don't.
taste- freedom
touch- Heaven
scent- freshly baked bread
sight- Paradise
sound- harps and flutes
touch- concrete
scent- barbecue grill
sight- lightning
sound- distant conversation
Regrets
I could still taste the cigar smoke
When I last kissed you before we broke
I remember clearly the scent of barbecue grill filling the air
As I gave you one last stare
With tears in my heart and pain in my soul
I hurt you so bad, this I know!
My words stung you as lightning introduced the coming storm
Approaching but yet unborn
I paved my lies on your concrete walls
And watched myself tumble and take the fall
I meant none of my lies; I was just afraid
And couldn't be brave.
You watched me as I slipped away
That awful time of day
And as I walked away, I could hear in my mind
All distant conversations and laughs we shared so fine!
A plain fool I was to let you go
When I know deep in my soul
You were the best and made for me
You offered me to be free
But I chose the chains
That enslaved me with pain
Because the chains I know
It's FREEDOM I don't.
taste- freedom
touch- Heaven
scent- freshly baked bread
sight- Paradise
sound- harps and flutes
Anonymous
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Taste: decadence
Touch: wet timber
Scent: alcohol
Sight: art
Sound: music
Under The Moonlight
The scent of alcohol lingers in your breath
As you kiss me leaving a taste of decadence death
In my tongue and lips.
With just a single kiss
I know the night is painted with immortality in the air
I can see this in your eyes and stare.
Come, my love, we both are drunk..you in beer and I with love.
Let us ride the wings of the night and soar high above....
Your hands caress my naked body....from my thighs up to my breasts.
Tonight, neither one of us will find sleep or rest
As we indulge ourselves in the sightly art of sexual delights
As we both will rise above the night.
Both our bodies laying naked side by side
As you gently pry my thighs open wide
The sound of music plays its fine tune
As we dance to the rhythm under the full blue moon
I feel the touch of the wet timber on my back
As you reach deep into me and my world goes black
The music fades for us both in our passionate heat
As we dance to the music of our own beat
The reality of making love under the moonlit sky
Is spellbinding and mesmerizing in its all-time high
Buzzed and dazed and marinated in passion
We collapse into each other's arms in good old fashion
My love, my love....nothing matters tonight
But that I am yours and you are mine in all plain sight
Right here under the moonlight....
Taste: honey
Touch: velvet
Scent: fresh flowers
Sight: cornfields
Sound: crows
Touch: wet timber
Scent: alcohol
Sight: art
Sound: music
Under The Moonlight
The scent of alcohol lingers in your breath
As you kiss me leaving a taste of decadence death
In my tongue and lips.
With just a single kiss
I know the night is painted with immortality in the air
I can see this in your eyes and stare.
Come, my love, we both are drunk..you in beer and I with love.
Let us ride the wings of the night and soar high above....
Your hands caress my naked body....from my thighs up to my breasts.
Tonight, neither one of us will find sleep or rest
As we indulge ourselves in the sightly art of sexual delights
As we both will rise above the night.
Both our bodies laying naked side by side
As you gently pry my thighs open wide
The sound of music plays its fine tune
As we dance to the rhythm under the full blue moon
I feel the touch of the wet timber on my back
As you reach deep into me and my world goes black
The music fades for us both in our passionate heat
As we dance to the music of our own beat
The reality of making love under the moonlit sky
Is spellbinding and mesmerizing in its all-time high
Buzzed and dazed and marinated in passion
We collapse into each other's arms in good old fashion
My love, my love....nothing matters tonight
But that I am yours and you are mine in all plain sight
Right here under the moonlight....
Taste: honey
Touch: velvet
Scent: fresh flowers
Sight: cornfields
Sound: crows
Waking this challenge from the archives...it has been my personal FAVORITE DUP Endless Challenge. ANYONE interested in composing a 5 senses poem using the following set of senses?
Taste: honey
Touch: velvet
Scent: fresh flowers
Sight: cornfields
Sound: crows
Once complete, REMEMBER to post your OWN set of 5 senses to challenge the next poet....❤️
Taste: honey
Touch: velvet
Scent: fresh flowers
Sight: cornfields
Sound: crows
Once complete, REMEMBER to post your OWN set of 5 senses to challenge the next poet....❤️
Taste: honey
Touch: velvet
Scent: fresh flowers
Sight: cornfields
Sound: crows
Granny's House
she heard crows
in the summer evening air
staring out the window
into the cornfields
she bit into
breakfast
-toast with honey
dunked into
hot chocolate;
remembering granny's
soft velvet touch
and her old tin roofed
house
that always had
one of two aromas
-newly baked scones
or fresh flowers...
the memories brought
joy to her eyes and
tears to her heart
-x-
Taste: Chilli
Touch: Steel
Scent: Wet Paint
Sight: A Church
Sound: Buzzing
Touch: velvet
Scent: fresh flowers
Sight: cornfields
Sound: crows
Granny's House
she heard crows
in the summer evening air
staring out the window
into the cornfields
she bit into
breakfast
-toast with honey
dunked into
hot chocolate;
remembering granny's
soft velvet touch
and her old tin roofed
house
that always had
one of two aromas
-newly baked scones
or fresh flowers...
the memories brought
joy to her eyes and
tears to her heart
-x-
Taste: Chilli
Touch: Steel
Scent: Wet Paint
Sight: A Church
Sound: Buzzing
