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Tactile

Furry, silky, bumpy, scratchy, Velvety or smooth – Textures can repel, intrigue Or comfort us and soothe. Prickly, crinkly, soft and downy, Sticky, cold or rough – Some you can’t let go of; Others – once might be enough. Scruffy, woolly, stringy, Slinky, satiny or sleek – As we grow, so many textures Lose their magic and mystique. But just brush a pine tree’s needles On a baby’s reaching hand As you watch his face in wonder And you’ll start to understand There’s enchantment tucked in touches And amazement we can feel, Which a baby’s searching fingers Can remind us and reveal.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 7/9/2014 9:38:00 AM
Bravo. i'm really enjoying your excellent work Ilene. i love your subject matter. you could make washing up interesting.Thank you so much for brightening up my day. take care. Pete.
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Date: 7/1/2014 1:56:00 AM
Oh....the sense of touch. This is a beautiful poem, Ilene. I like your descriptive words here...How did you come up with so many. Well, that's because you're one smart lady. I don't know if you've heard of the 5 love languages...but touch is one of mine, so I relate to this piece so much. Hugs, my dear
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Date: 7/1/2014 1:28:00 AM
What a beautiful piece of poetry Ilene, I absolutely loved it, in my opinion you are a damn good poetress, will put you on my fav's. list, thank you so much for sharing.Take care.............Vera...........
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