Jonny Woods
Mr. Neuburger
ENG Comp 101-101
28 January 2013
“Sensations”
The deep
waters, edging ever closer to the shoreline
A tumble
weed rolling, persuaded by a fast paced wind
The rain
falling, making everything wet and fresh
The fire
burning, blazing away impurities
The
fragrance of the rose garden, strong and brilliant
A fresh
apple pie, sitting in a lone window while it cools
The
acrid smell of sulfur, putrid and inescapable
Smoke,
from a candle wick right after it was blown out
Salty
mist, permeating on the deck of the old vessel
Too much
salt in the spaghettis, the flavor played havoc on my tongue
A lime
in the martini, for just a twist
Fruit is
my favorite vegetable, sweet to the taste and healthy for the body
When I
have an upset stomach, the sweet taste of a spoonful of honey made me feel better
I could
only imagine how it would be to eat a snail, a slimy and snot tasting substance
The
hinges in the old door creaked with an unrestrained vengeance
The
water poring over the side of the mountain and crashing into the rocks below
was deafening
So low
was her whisper that I had to strain to hear her
The
sound of bones breaking were audible, as the large cats tore at their meal
The wind
though the tree leaves, always put me in a calm and peaceful place
Each blow
that was dealt was like an avalanche, almost too much to take
As I ran
my hand along the old musty bookshelf, it didn’t take long to find what I was
looking for
Sharp
and sudden was my pain after snatching the rose, blood trickling down my
forearm
So
gentle was her caress that it made me forget to breathe for a time
His
fingers flew across the keyboard, touching each character like a note in a
digital symphony
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