One cluster of Mountain Azalea
Stands out like royal regalia,
Adorning a near naked vagrant --
But much more pleasingly fragrant.
Mountain Azalea [Lyric Poem]
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Tag Archives: Scent
“Come slowly — Eden!” (205) by Emily Dickinson [w/ Audio]
Come slowly -- Eden!
Lips unused to Thee --
Bashful -- sip thy Jessamines --
As the fainting Bee --
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums --
Counts his nectars --
Enters -- and is lost in Balms.
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Nostalgia [Free Verse]
Eight thousand miles
from my childhood home,
I'm pulled into a nostalgic
reverie
by the scent of straw
and cow shit.
This place,
on the other side of the world,
looks nothing like where I
grew up,
but that smell...
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Green Fields [Haiku]
the rice fields
are at their most verdant;
scent of rain.
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Midday Fish Market [Haiku]
a fish market, broken down for the day -- yet, its scent still grows.
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Gunsmoke [Free Verse]
the acrid smell of burnt gun-smoke dulls in the mind, but not in the air the brain tires of smelling it, and so it fades, but it has nowhere to go -- not in this violent place of dead & heavy air
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