A Lingering Fragrance Poem by Norah Tunney
A Lingering Fragrance
A dreamlike memory
live on in the bones,
an instant in a life
where something came alive,
a moment of poetic presence,
I still taste its fleshiness
and the blood red beauty
of that ravishing day,
it's fragrance still lingers
like a morning in childhood,
a degree of its loveliness
will never pass away.
The eternity of trivial single moments painted so sensitively.
Sometimes a song, even the touch of a warm breeze on your face, rewards you with fond memories. The triggers are often unexpected but the pleasure is still there. I like this poem Norah. Well done, once again. Tom Billsbprough
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5/5/2024 10:12:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I love those moments when the true spirit emerges from people or nature. A flower unfolding or love blossoming moments that live on in our bones forever
Yes I think it is moments like these we poets love to write about. Though grief is a favourite topic with me. It's a healing process. Thank you Simone