Senses Poems | Examples of Senses Poetry

In whispered words, on parchment old, Or campfire tales beneath the stars, Stories unfold, a world untold, Where hearts take flight and leave their scars. From grand adventures, battles bold, To quiet lives where dreams...Read the rest...

The whistling kettle calls to me. Telling me it's time for tea I grab my Tinkerbell mug off the shelf As I try to decide what to have for myself What flavor of brew should I steep into my...Read the rest...

Clouds of grey hues, Swim across the air above. A dove is flying high, Racing to reach his nest below. You can feel the rain, Drizzling droplets from the sky. Pouring as it comes, Faster and faster raindrops...Read the rest...

Sands of Time As I stand withstanding the blistering sand that beats my back and stings my eyes I have no choice but to deal with life on how it's dealt to me, some of the...Read the rest...

With accompaniment of rain, the tweets pour into my ear. Saturation of sound, mottled bark and sodden moss. Must be the downfall of civilization, heavens tears. In God’s house, psalm’s blessing; outside, purging the dross. Hues of watercolor diffuse,...Read the rest...

I sat and watched as it continually banged it's head into the window pane, that fly. My cat sits on the cill and swipes out at the fly as it buzzes around his head, But he missed...Read the rest...

Use melasma cream Refill nutrients for skin Boost up self-esteem....Read the rest...

Being so awfully insecure among confident people seems ridiculous and brittle; I'm very humble by nature, it will not take me anywhere: I'll end up gathering crumbs! I'm too stubborn, still refusing to pay for these silly and shameful...Read the rest...

When I woke up this morning, With the Sun's glowing rays I leaned forward to feel The warmth on my face. I, sitting on the porch, Watching nature awaken Birds come out for feeding I was excited and shaking. The...Read the rest...

I need not travel far to sense God’s nearness -- the trill of His many lyrical voices – Surely the oriole knows same intimacy; as does every petal on the thrilling rose, dripping luscious color with scent – Clays-of-clouds inspiring mental needing...Read the rest...

Dust falling on your nose. The smooth, redness of a rose. A ponytail gripping your wrist. The frustration of necklaces in a twist. Some senses are calm, others burning. A raindrop falls and I find myself yearning. Yearning is a sense...Read the rest...

Once, I saw rainbows, across the tear washed sky. Their iridescent gleam illumining the astral realm and spilling down into the waters below. Buds burgeoning on every branch, Flowers opening their delicate folds, and summer bees...Read the rest...

O, the perfumed scent of lilac and daffodil You'll never replace the stench of the repulsive local landfill All hail...Read the rest...

a friction of a sense, is a friction of a power fear is a sense of fear fear is a sense of friction a sense is a sense of fear a sense is a sense of friction knowledge is power,knowledge is...Read the rest...

No gondolas are gliding under bridges, it's a lagoon without classic songs; pigeons are huddled and do not coo, they're frightened by the murky blue! Carlo sings some lovely Neapolitan songs, tourists sing along with him...Read the rest...