Sensory Imagery

She was fragrant like a morning when papayas are in bloom.

Her teeth were very white, her eyes were so full of laughter, and there was the

        small dimple high up on her right cheek.

The sound of his insides was like a drum.

Ca Celin drove away hi-yi-ing to his horse loudly.

The sky was wide and deep and very blue.

The fields swam in a golden haze through which floated big purple and red and yellow bubbles.

He faced the sun and from his mouth came a call so loud and vibrant.

The earth seemed to tremble underfoot.

The wind whistled against my cheeks and the rattling of the wheels on

        the pebbly road echoed in my ears.

The thick, unpleasant smell of dangla bushes and cooling sun-heated earth  

         mingled with the clean, sharp scent of roots exposed to the night air.