Purple's Platitudes

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Notice

23 May 2013

Notice

 

Scents, sounds, and textures,

that were always there before,

but suddenly new …

 

odd, various sounds of shoes,

strong pungency of fresh mulch,

lilacs from nearly two blocks away,

chatter of eavesdropped conversations,

the subtle shift between sun and shade,

rough, thin cheapness of a $3 T-shirt,

an almost imperceptible breeze tickling the hair on my forearm,

the unfamiliar softness of leaves,

and the indescribable smooth roughness of tree bark,

lightness of a fly crawling on the back of my hand,

the bristlely softness of my goatee,

inseperable cacophony of the city’s voices,

almost refreshing moisture in impending storm air,

squishing in after-thunderstorm mud,

wet, storefront canvas awnings,

her perfume, like a playful caress in passing,

the yeilding softness of grass,

the jarring solidity of blacktop and concrete,

unmistakable saturation of a smoker,

think about it,

what did you notice today?

23 May, 2013 - Posted by | Poetry | ,

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