Kindling
For the Sensational II Challenge
In my mind, you still sit beneath a plum-dusk sky gilded in shimmery spray of silver leaf
I swallow- tastes of charred marshmallow and green wood sap reawaken on my tongue
cracks and pops of hungry flame dull behind frantic pulse of cicada
smoke notes, petrichor and sweat accompany swirling breezes
fingers at my side sense the energy of yours- centimeters and oceans away- I yearn to finally feel skin
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Penny Fuller
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Lover of fiction writing and reading. Aspiring global nomad. Woman in science. Most at home in nature. Working my way to an unconventional life, story by story and poem by poem.
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Comments (15)
Sensations swirl in this one!!
Your imagery beautifully captures the longing and sensory experience of connection. The vivid descriptions evoke strong emotions, making it a compelling piece.
soo pure
Vividly portrayed… I especially liked: “ In my mind, you still sit beneath a plum-dusk sky gilded in shimmery spray of silver leaf”✅
This is beautifully written. Congrats on the TS.
Fabulous love poem!!!❤️❤️💕 Congratulations on Top Story!!!
I could feel each sensory projection through your choice of words. Well done. Congratulations on the Top Story, too.
So impressed with this line. it says so much: 'fingers at my side sense the energy of yours- centimeters and oceans away-' Congratulations on a well deserved Top Story
Nice
Centimetres and oceans away ❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️
This is beautiful and sensorily encapsulating!
Rachel stole my word but I’m still going to use it: sensationally sublime! This was entrancing, Penny!
Beautiful play of the campfire and intimacy.
Your poetry, Penny, is just sublime.
This is sweet