Jack Ellison Poet Free verse

Delicate

“Delicate” is such a gentle word
Conjures up thoughts of aromas
Of freshly baked bread
Meandering through kitchens
Of years gone by
Simpler times when the world
Witnessed less turmoil
Greeting each other with love
With a friendly smile a tip of the hat
Ladies smiling demurely
Filling the air with a scent
Of lavender conjuring up odours
Thoughts of distant lands 
Sweet scents of lavender and lilac
Nothing but a delicate joy

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Darlene De Beaulieu July 13, 2024 at 12:16 PM Hello Happy jack, I love the scent of lavender. I love the colour purple. Every time I see this colour I am drawn to it. Love,/ xxxxx-ooooo. Darlene/ Darlene De Beaulieu July 13, 2024 at 2:40 PM Hello Happy Jack, thank you. Love, /Darlene/ xxxx-ooooo. Jack Ellison July 13, 2024 at 1:43 PM I agree with you dear Darlene! Love, Happy Jack xxx

John Lawless July 13, 2024 at 8:30 AM Nicely done Jack, with the delicate touch of an old poet savoring the scents, sights and sounds of memory's corridors. Jack Ellison July 13, 2024 at 8:44 AM Well a much considered "delicate" touch dear John! Thanks a bunch of good words my man from Jolly Old!!!