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More Than a Grain of Sense

riddle in quatrains I smell like a movie or baseball game and I sound like a jerky, mini-jack hammer. Salty or sweet; I taste better with butter Stop! Don’t touch me, until the hot wears off. Focus your ears, before you smell me burning Firecrackers will sound "off" in the microwave. I can taste fancy like cheese or caramel I'm hard at first touch; but there’s magic in heat. December 10, 2019 IP-030 Contest: Smell Sound Taste Touch Repeat Hostess: Sheri Fresonke Harper

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John Lawless

Date: 12/22/2019 10:20:00 AM

...What time does the movie start???

Reason A. Poteet
Date: 12/23/2019 7:12:00 AM

Thank you, John, appreciate your time and energy.

Eve Roper

Date: 12/21/2019 11:28:00 PM

Great write, Reason, congratulations on your win. I didn't enter the contest because I didn't know what to write. hugs

Eve Roper
Date: 12/23/2019 11:40:00 AM

interesting that we can truly write a good verse with just the simplest things we do in life , like working with children and planting a seed .. Hugs

Reason A. Poteet
Date: 12/23/2019 7:16:00 AM

thanks, Eve, this came from a teaching unit I've done over and over with school children - popcorn and the five senses. I could added any number of lines about sight and popcorn. Appreciation your commendation.

Na Na

Date: 12/21/2019 10:30:00 PM

Congrats on your winning poem Reason

Reason A. Poteet
Date: 12/23/2019 7:17:00 AM

thanks, Gregory, a fun write about one of my favorite foods anyway.

Sheri Fresonke Harper

Date: 12/21/2019 7:12:00 PM

Congratulations Reason, for your second place win in the smell sound taste touch contest. I found your riddle quite clever and well portrayed. Thanks for entering.

Reason A. Poteet
Date: 12/21/2019 8:22:00 PM

Thanks so much, Sheri. It was a reminiscent write. My early days in college, I prepared an early childhood teaching unit on the five senses built around popcorn...I remember it well, I was spending the night with my grandmother, sleeping on her living room couch, rather, I was not sleeping because my brain was busy with the assignment. Sh! Sh! the year was 1963.