Best Tactility Poems

I enter, the smell hits me,
Old oak floors and shelves,
Walking into a labyrinth
Into which I can delve.

I can lose myself for hours,
In each work of art.
From cover sleeve to pages,
They really cheer my heart.

Travel books can take me
To lands across the sea,
Awakening my senses,
Really inspiring...

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shadows in darkness
how on earth can that be
moonlit adventures

touch
tactility
hedgehog

spring in a basket
portable season hanging
no slugs or snails

stripped to the wood
err trees were vocal we'd hear
deforestation

resilience
to weather fickle seasons
hibernation







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INDIVIDUAL SIGNALS
the contemporary
  long nurtured
a sympathy
  lifelong regained
so sensual
in
an array of
  tactility

& subtler change
& more incisive
a plethora
 in mind to breathe
 when it lures
to encourage thoughts
  invoking nostalgia
to engage
 to emerge
&compel 
  trauma
 to remember
&
 conjure
 displacement
 

THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by...

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Using thousands of languages to unfasten corsets of your heart,
Whence comes the remedy in sedation, an appeasement in escaping
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IN CONTEXT

this  tension
of
 intelligence
at the heart

fragments
 shuttle past
the timeline
of
loneliness

a tempting place
construed
with reticencent
to reflect
& reinterpret
or explain

supplanted
   by desperation
in downbeat
   resilience
 &tactility
ambiguity
of emotions
     plunge
unresolved

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique...

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4/4/20
Impoverished children hunting for household items.
has shifted into
Ordinary people reliving antiquity.
as well as
A vacation destination.
Thames river in London possesses layers 
of buried time.

What will be next
on this mudlarking exploit?
A piece of Roman porcelain?
A rare relic?
A charred roof tile from the Great Fire of London?

Time-traveling 
the...

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SMOKE BLOWN
By: Ryechine Money 
Rewritten by: Poetic- Life 
July 12, 2021

Her watery word were larded with lies, The cold and calculated diffidence in her persona was to fool only fools, but never the wise, we’ve been down the well – trodden road many times before...

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A drug crazed world spins on ever faster.
Bodies tumble out of that carousel
never to be seen again.
Once whirling dervishes twirled
now they stagger and fall drunkenly.
Molestation hangs in the air
drooling its perilous lava.
All control is folly,

and yet...

this morning
I sip at a mug of Columbian
one hand to...

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In the realm where dreams collide, is she
the smirk star that appears, glides, then walks?
I grasped you; the otherworldly was in
the vicinity, gazing in awe at the scene of beauty.
As far as I notice where I sit on this earth, I like
your lambent soul, guiding...

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