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Silent Alarm

A distant liquid drumbeat stirs the air an aromatic call to hither come sip the darkened rise of waking sun soothe the prayerful hands of wakening. Sizzling, the strips of breakfast rant beside the wide eyed pair in silent trance as Pavlov plays the strings of memory warm feet dart quickly o’er cold floors. ©12/5/2019 Smell sound taste touch repeat sense. Poetry Contest

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Na Na

Date: 12/21/2019 10:38:00 PM

Congrats on your winning poem John

John Lawless
Date: 12/22/2019 10:16:00 AM

Thanks Gregory, its always nice to make the list

Sheri Fresonke Harper

Date: 12/21/2019 7:28:00 PM

Congratulations John for your honorable mention place in the smell sound taste touch. I enjoyed the Pavlovian effect of cooking bacon. Thanks for entering.

John Lawless
Date: 12/22/2019 10:15:00 AM

Yeah, even the cat comes to breakfast when the bacon sizzles...(don't tell him that I told you)

Chris Green

Date: 12/5/2019 1:54:00 PM

Really cool my friend. I liked this a lot. Best wishes in the contest

John Lawless
Date: 12/8/2019 7:30:00 AM

and who can resist the call of bacon and eggs, toast and coffee?