#5senses - Hello Poetry

I heard crickets today I heard them every night and day. I heard lazy conversations in French To the sound of reggae and a glass of rosé. I smelt the freshness of Mont-Saint-Victoire And dryness of the ground beneath my feet. Smelt the distinct odour of oil paint in the distance, Creating a new 'œuvre d'art’. I touched a rough stone wall, covered with dust and dead leaves It seemed sharp against my fingers but I only smiled. I felt the soft fur of a stray cat It hissed at me but didn't move a limb. My tongue tingled from the bitter sweet bubbles of apple cyder, Tingling my throat and warming my chest. I took another sip and it ran through my body, Relaxing every muscle. My eyes were half closed yet still focused. I saw children running around, I saw old houses leaning one side I saw Vauvenargues.

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Jul 8, 2025

Jul 8, 2025 at 7:30 AM UTC

lililishut

Vauvenargues

I heard crickets today I heard them every night and day. I heard lazy conversations in French To the sound of reggae and a glass of rosé. I smelt the freshness of Mont-Saint-Victoire And dryness of the ground beneath my feet. Smelt the distinct odour of oil paint in the distance, Creating a new 'œuvre d'art’. I touched a rough stone wall, covered with dust and dead leaves It seemed sharp against my fingers but I only smiled. I felt the soft fur of a stray cat It hissed at me but didn't move a limb. My tongue tingled from the bitter sweet bubbles of apple cyder, Tingling my throat and warming my chest. I took another sip and it ran through my body, Relaxing every muscle. My eyes were half closed yet still focused. I saw children running around, I saw old houses leaning one side I saw Vauvenargues.

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Holding and touching From soft to hard, smooth and rough Living and the still Pets of many kinds Cats, dogs, with fur so soft to turtles hard shells To holding newborns Teaching them to read and write Caring for others To Going fishing Climbing up the steep mountains and ending in bed

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Mar 22, 2019

Mar 22, 2019 at 8:52 PM UTC

madeleine-4

Hands

Holding and touching From soft to hard, smooth and rough Living and the still Pets of many kinds Cats, dogs, with fur so soft to turtles hard shells To holding newborns Teaching them to read and write Caring for others To Going fishing Climbing up the steep mountains and ending in bed

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You sound healthy Strong, like you are okay You see me smile so brightly, I'm hurt You smell exactly the same as before I left: cinnamon and tears I wonder if you taste the same, warm as a hug As I go to reach out for you, You feel nothing, and I feel cold

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Jan 16, 2019

Jan 16, 2019 at 11:10 PM UTC

ToniSweet

5 senses

You sound healthy Strong, like you are okay You see me smile so brightly, I'm hurt You smell exactly the same as before I left: cinnamon and tears I wonder if you taste the same, warm as a hug As I go to reach out for you, You feel nothing, and I feel cold

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Your skin Like the smell of rain Within Lights a window pane Pink, grey Blushing sparks jangle Sink, sway Touching, hearts tangle Warm soft Like sand to the foam Aloft Light hands to and fro Listen For gasps and breathing Smitten More rasps and creaking Bitten Salt, warm, sticky, sweet Open All worn and complete

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Dec 18, 2014

Dec 18, 2014 at 5:54 AM UTC

nilan-gerald-handunge

Complete

Your skin Like the smell of rain Within Lights a window pane Pink, grey Blushing sparks jangle Sink, sway Touching, hearts tangle Warm soft Like sand to the foam Aloft Light hands to and fro Listen For gasps and breathing Smitten More rasps and creaking Bitten Salt, warm, sticky, sweet Open All worn and complete

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