Arthur Vaso Poet Free verse

I Smell You

Years have traversed
Pushing thoughts astride
Ushering in new desires
Sunsets may fade away
Siring newborn tomorrows
Yearning for blessed knowledge
I who feels the scent of love
On my death bed.
Organ plays the last verse
The hearse carries the last rose

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Jean Murray May 9, 2018 at 11:26 AM "the scent of love" must be divine Art.

White Wolf May 1, 2018 at 9:17 PM Long live the king!!!!

Gary Bateman May 1, 2018 at 9:54 AM Hello Art!! Outstanding free verse here. Very expressive and to the point. Yes, there is always a sort of unique smell that seems to accompany a person who is dying or has just died. Sad, but true. Enjoyed this one!! Cheers and Best, Gary

Tim Smith April 30, 2018 at 7:24 PM Hope it doesn't smell like fish lol Jan Allison May 5, 2018 at 3:31 AM ha ha ha ha ha love that comment!:-) hugs jan xx

Jan Allison April 30, 2018 at 9:17 AM Fascinating poem Arthur, After reading Arturo's comment ... knowing my luck I'll just smell flatulence on my death bed and there are to be no flowers - prefer to have them now when I can enjoy them:-) hugs jan xx

Arturo Michael April 30, 2018 at 6:04 AM I do believe the senses will be peaked just before departing...what smells we take might determine our destiny... Intriguing...

Lisa Ricci April 30, 2018 at 4:18 AM Good Morning Arthur. In my opinion this is poetry because the emotive factor is present and reaches the reader as does the voice and tone. Wonderful and expressive.