Lonliness (Smells) Poem by Eric Cockrell
Lonliness (Smells)
lonliness...
smells like,
my grandmother's kitchen,
after working outside all day.
rain, just before it falls,
a fresh plowed field.
my mother's old Bible,
a fireplace too long unused.
old nuts, your pillow,
the old pine tree that fell
and lay rotting in the yard.
a well oiled glove,
the tractor in the barn.
your hair, a rose just opened,
the box too long
in the back of the closet.
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8/7/2026 10:54:25 AM # rel_20260806T081513Z_580e7f4
Three great poem on lonliness enjoyed reading them. Fantastic poems.