Poem: "A Bouquet of Fragrance"
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This poem came out of the January 2012 Creative Jam. It was inspired by a prompt from ankewehner. It has been sponsored by
zianuray. This poem belongs to the series Monster House. You can make your own scent garden.
The Cloverleaf Park on Hollow Oak Drive
has a scent garden.
On a warm afternoon, I can hear the bees buzzing
in the lemon balm, its sharp clean smell clearing the air.
Along the path, tufts of musky lavender and sage meet my fingertips,
then the cool watery tang of peppermint and spearmint.
Patchouli releases the richness of fresh-turned earth.
Roses cup their satiny petals around pools of sweetness
and sweetpeas climb the little fence, nodding with heady aroma.
Clove currant has a spicy note, honeysuckle a yeasty one.
Heliotrope smells of vanilla extract
while butterfly bush is like honey.
At dusk, the moonflowers open,
pure and mellow as their lunar mistress.
Evening primrose accompanies them,
shy ladies-in-waiting spilling their perfume
with the soft touch of the breeze.
I do not need to see the flower fairies
to know that they are there:
I can hear the whir of their tiny wings,
somewhere between hummingbird and dragonfly,
smell the magic trailing in their wake
like bubbles popping to free their fragrance.
Yay!
Date: 2014-09-08 03:39 pm (UTC)Re: Yay!
Date: 2014-09-08 07:47 pm (UTC)