Primal Senses (#26 NaPoWriMo Prompt)

Moose Backyard 26 Apr 2018
Metallic on the tongue, first.
Instinct made moment.
Then movement.
Primal senses snap into focus.
Out there,
He steps over a fold in time,
Brush a lost crackle under
Deafening dog din.
He is
Wild and nature and the
World.
I capture him.
Cool plastic in my hands, me
Breathing in earth and growth and
New beginnings
From my back porch perch.
Snap as he snorts.
He is mine now, forever,
As he trots into the trees.

NaPoWriMo
And now for our prompt (optional as always). Taking our cue from today’s craft resource, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that includes images that engage all five senses. Try to be as concrete and exact as possible with the “feel” of what the poem invites the reader to see, smell, touch, taste and hear.

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