Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

In Amsterdam

Walking past a "coffee shop,"
The weed comes wafting out.
Though once I would have thus indulged,
Today I'll do without.

Somehow that's been tucked away,
A relic of my past,
Like youth and risks and craziness - 
It wasn't meant to last.

But how that smell just brings it back!
With every single whiff
I'm tempted just to take a toke,
But I'll stick to a sniff.

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Barbara Nelson April 14, 2014 at 5:35 PM I'm assuming "7" is the highest rating you can get. You have caught Amsterdam and those fleeting moments exactly. Glad to be able to read your work. Thank you.

Robert Johnson March 31, 2014 at 10:46 AM Are you traveling this much for real or just in your imagination? I had to stop taking trips too and not leaving the farm. :) Robert Johnson April 6, 2014 at 5:41 PM Well welcome back to the world as we used to call the states when I was in Germany in the service. Ilene Bauer April 6, 2014 at 4:18 PM hey robert! i just got back from my first ever river cruise through holland and belgium so it's all for real. it was an amazing trip...

Anne-Lise Andresen March 30, 2014 at 2:52 PM - "But I'll stick to a sniff." ...:) ... love it - Well written Ilene! - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Ilene Bauer April 6, 2014 at 4:18 PM thank you, anne lise! i always appreciate your stopping by...