Scent Poem by J.D.Fr The Sailor
Scent
SMALL THINGS HAVE A WAY OF ROLLING DOWN HILL AND BEGOMING BIG THINGS...
SCENT
Sipping morning tea,
Something new, different,
Couldn’t figure out,
Definitely something changed,
Environment of home,
Altered somehow, someway,
Concentrated, no clue,
Troubling all day,
Returned, still changed,
Finally,1 am, awaken,
Eureka, cried I,
It was a scent,
Not just any,
It was hers,
Jasmine, seabreeze mixed,
Here she been,
Traces still lingered,
More I thought,
More changes notice,
My life changed,
She was responsible,
Never again same,
Something in air,
Grinning, again tonight,
She be here,
More changes wrought,
Women, unique critters,
Beautifully, wonderfully so……….
D. J.Fr, ©,06, ....09.09, all rights reserved…….. bah, humbug……..
the scent of this woman so loved, was sent to you from above. a reminder of things of the past, things that will forever last. a strong and beautiful write, it fills the heart with delight. a ten
This poem gives a fresh perception of scent as a metaphor for a woman. Memories can be conjured up by various means or ways. Beautiful memories make soft pillows for ones head-especially at 1 AM!
Welcome to Poemhunter. Scent can be a subtle hint as you subtly hint through out the poem.
No scent on earth is better to man than that of a woman and yuor easy to read style is great....well done regards
how beautifully written...your style is very much your own..
YOu tend to always remeber the way someone smells wen ur in love~they hav their own unique scent good job! even wen their miles away!
Scent …it takes a poet to allow our senses to freely indulge. Thanks
Beautifully written; a whole world in a woman's scent. Like memories that linger in the morning air, after waking up to her absence...
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Glory! Be ye' praised, nay truer words moved thee. To all pining love's, ay guild ah lowly lonely land lubbers... Thar be her scent. y'argh! (any excuse to type like a pirate)