Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
remnants
in the remnants I seek the aroma- no, not yours.
into the skewed sky it has wafted- clouds are the witness.
I must get to it, catch it, bottle it- and throw it into a cavern
floorboards watch me, each creak loud, while I collect vacuum.
I can think of a few smells I'd like to bottle. The smell of my boys hair after it's been washed, the way my man smells after he's taken a shower, and the way the air smells right before it rains.
in the remnants
25 comments:
Hmmm... there are some smells that should just be bottled and kept, that of a lover well loved is one.
Mysterious!
I loved that last stanza
Rene
For me, this tells the tale of some twisted love that needs bottling to be discarded effectively! A most interesting piece of writing!
Very intense, second stanza is awesome I could feel the tension throughout!
Loved this. Very nice.
I can think of a few smells I'd like to bottle. The smell of my boys hair after it's been washed, the way my man smells after he's taken a shower, and the way the air smells right before it rains.
very interesting piece as well i loved ur imagery here.. good work
The title is perfection. Love and Light, Sender
Such a powerful and well written poem...it is amazing...i love this one! :-)
If I could go back in time ... and capture the scents of my loves .... oh well, maybe it's best I can't! Nicely written ...
mysterious and secretive and you have hidden for yourself...nice write...bkm
Intriguing and provocative. Your words soar with a mystical, magical sourcing.
There are some things we just can't lose..nice and a bit of mystery!
Interesting take for Acqua di Parma. I must go to my local Sephora to see if this one should be kept in a vacuum.
For me this speaks of the frantic ways we want to hang onto lost love. The memory of a scent can be a tangible thing. Nice!
Chasing scent or rainbows? Both are equally elusive. I loved this bottled Magpie.
I really love the second stanza, beautiful poetry.
Nice images. A little sad. Loved your Magpie. Here's my Sweet Sucess.
An intense scene! =)
-Weasel
Interesting and creative.
i love that last stanza...between the floorboards and the vaccum there is just something about it that says so much..nice magpie!
love this one... felt like cloud wafting across the sky, searching for that found scent one is longing for.
'throw it into a cavern' - is this to save it or to get rid of it, I wonder?
Great Magpie.
Ah - the beautiful and mysterious link of smell and memory. Something to capture forever. Loved this Magpie.
Mine is up.
PG
Enigmatic last stanza. I like it!
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