Try to answer these questions in 3-5 words each

What does grass smell like?
It smells like dew

Not using the word crackle what does it sound like to step on snow?
Like a faint fire *******

What does salt taste like?
Bitter

What does it smell like before rain?
Familiar

What does it smell like after rain?
New, Fresh

What does your hand feel like?
Soft but then again rough

What is the texture of hair?
Silky but thick

What does water taste like?
Clear , Refreshing

What does it feel like to touch silk?
I drift off to another world

What does gasoline smell like?
Dangerous

What does a pine tree smell like?
Foreverlasting

What does fear feel like?
You want to be rescued


You may call yourself a poet, but can you answer this, the words rattle inside your brain the answer longs to get out. Yet you can't find the words to describe it.
Remember to use only 3-5 words each question. And if you want post ur answers in either a poem or the comment section, or keep them to yourself.

dirt and grime
line the bottom panels.

worn down,
worn out, but
war ready.

an orange-tan tint
on old suede.

an elegant design with
thick rubber soles.

the cushion of leather
around the brim.

thin,
yellow-amber laces.

sleek and comfortable
yet
tough and durable.

My favorite book, you know,
the one I read over and over again,
the one I never get tired of talking about,
the one with the story that hits me the hardest,
the one that makes me think,
the book I can’t put down
and makes me say
“just one more page”
before I go to bed.

The book that I never want to end.

The cover is brilliantly put together;
colorful, eye catching, yet fragile,
It’s beauty is not only in the cover,
It lies deeper within its contents.
A story so spellbinding it puts
Harry Potter and company to shame.
Pages filled with a love, so magnificent
John Green’s characters can’t compare.
A story and adventure so wildly vast,
not even Jodi Picoult could keep up.

Here’s the dilemma
the book I love most
Is sifted through with a fine tooth comb
when really it does not need to be,
And the worst of this dilemma
Is when I came to the realization that
My favorite book of all,
The one I have read and reread,
scribbling notes in the pages,
memorizing my favorite quotes,
and putting my own heart and soul
into its existence,
is when someone borrows it

and never gives it back.