Alive at Five

Roughly I touch.

Ripples I talk.

Relaxing I listen.

Racing I walk.

Slaying monsters.

Brightly I sing.

Suddenly stop.

Sparkling ring.

Often I’m bold.

Hidden is fear.

Orange you glad.

No I can’t hear.

Peanut butter pout.

Temptingly touch.

Tickling laughter.

Question so much.

Loudly silent.

Soapy is fine.

Slicker yellow.

Senses mine.

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Thursday Poets Rally entry wk27