Sixth Sense Poem by Hannah Blair

Reconize
The soft dust sprinkles in the sunlight
The little pink tongue of a baby colt
Shiny leather
A small fly
Tuffs of wool wisp around in the wind
Carbonation bubbles in a soda can
Blur wisp of galloping hoofs in the familiar arena
The silver glint of a steel bracelet
Still halt of a tangy Latino dance caught in a photo and framed on the door
Slither of a possible lizzard
Liqiud on a sponge, dissapearing into its surface
A ruff pavement
An old newspaper
Leafs brushing up a storm
A melted popsicle
Fresh picked strawberries, glistening and appitizing
Wheels on a skateboard yank and pull
Blue brush
Notice an empty bench with only me
A mascara tube, filled with black gue used to hide a flaw
Life recognized for individual beauty