Day 26 & Thursday Doors, 26/4/18: Five-sense door

Today just one door, one poem and one song. 

This most glorious door was discovered and photographed by my sister in Bernardin on the Slovenian coast. She let me have it and post it and told me that she loved the house attached as well. Here you go, sis, all yours.

Challenge 26: “We’d like to challenge you to write a poem that includes images that engage all five senses.”

Visit

You gave me the door,
I return you the house.
Same time next year
it’s yours and I visit.

The door is the same, I see.
The way in must be around.
I’ll follow my senses.
No, the other way.

The passing impulse is
to touch the roots.
They are real,
just as I’ve thought.

The scent is next:
faraway spices, Asian feast.
Taste buds alert,
warming up for later.

Yellow dusts and brown mixtures
vegetables, sea fruits,
spaghetti of five treasures,
how Italians never do it.

The sound is the last to reach me.
Johnny Cash
doing his thing with the throat.
Either that or Vasja is here yet.

Photo: Klu

Paradise. /Raj.