Composed 4/17/14
Description: (Day 17 of NaPoWriMo) Did not have a lot of inspiration today, so I clung to the suggested prompt, which was to write about something using 3 of the 5 senses. While thinking about what to describe, I had a visitor, which inspired this poem.
Soft hills and valleys
Of warm feather grass
Shifting and rolling as explored
Erupt into mini earthquakes
Trembling under fingertips
And whispered thunder
Rumbles from within
As glassy green orbs
Melt away in pleasure
Scraps of Paper 