Treasure Island

Valerie Dohren

(13 January 1947 / Southport)

Attar of Roses (Sonnet)


I am the perfume full caught by the breeze
The fragrance that drifts through the air -
Attar of Roses soft borne on the wind
With Night-scented Stock lingering there

Essence of Jasmine and sweet Columbine
Is cast all around as I breathe -
Honeyed Gardenia and scented Sweet Pea
Yet soothing all hearts that do grieve

I am the treasure your senses desire
The perfume in floral displays
Carried above as pure redolent air -
The fragrance in bridal bouquets

I dwell in fair gardens bringing delight
To lighten all hearts each day and each night

Submitted: Sunday, April 28, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 24, 2013

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  • * Sunprincess * (3/26/2014 8:56:00 AM)

    .......the sweetly scented fragrance of flowers, is yet another mystery of the universe..., this is a really lovely poem, and who would have guessed, this beautiful poem would have me contemplating the universe... (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (7/18/2013 8:30:00 AM)

    A delightful poem that is full of sweet fragrances just
    like the flowers that bloom and send forth their delightful
    aromas wafting through the air and delighting the senses.
    Enjoyed this lovely write Valerie. When you get chance please
    read my poem Snowflakes. (Report) Reply

  • John Brown (5/11/2013 5:33:00 AM)

    A lovely poem Val. I adore the smell of night scented stock, I grow it most years. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (5/5/2013 8:49:00 AM)

    The sweet scent profusely sent out makes the air aromatic and far in the Eastern Hemisphere, I get it! Lovely! ! (Report) Reply

  • Hazel Durham (5/1/2013 6:42:00 AM)

    The colourful abundance of flowers, so delicate and yet so powerful with their prescence and leaving a trail of unforgettable scents, that create such beautiful memories that last forever!
    Beautiful write! (Report) Reply

  • Hans Vr (4/30/2013 8:43:00 AM)

    Wow, makes me think of the time I recently spent in Keukenhof in Holland.
    The scent and fantastic colours of so many flowers softening any mood.
    Spring time is fantastic. I had not been back in Europe for many years at this time of the year
    (early spring) . The adorable colour of the fresh green leaves on the trees made it all look like perfect.
    Excellent poem, Val. (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (4/29/2013 2:34:00 AM)

    Sensuous, olfactory feast! ! ! a strong shelter offered away from the fever & the fret of here & now! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Diane Hine (4/28/2013 7:55:00 PM)

    More delicate and always more delightful than any bottled perfume. Gorgeous poem. (Report) Reply

  • Neela Nath (4/28/2013 8:42:00 AM)

    Five senses started working soon immediately after I start reading this poem. Great pictorial quality, Val. (Report) Reply

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