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Lavender Soap

Mother would tuck into each dresser drawer, a bar of soap, to scent the clothes.. The familiar fragrance of English Lavender would fill the air The small bedroom, a bit cramped..a bit shabby, but comfortably familiar. The faded chintz curtains and the cover on the four poster, was a primrose yellow... and the wallpaper striped in blue and white. There would be marguerite daisies in a jug on the dressing table.. Next to a framed photo of five, smiling young cousins.. all scrubbed, with shining faces, dressed for church, one Easter morning. Over on the north wall hung a painting of Willowby Pond... so pleasant to look at, just before falling to sleep. Here I stand once again, having things so familiar, so much the same I take a deep breath, recalling the sense of home, the fragrance of lavender Like slipping into an old pair of slippers, after spending the day wearing high heeled shoes . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Date: 1/12/2012 7:38:00 PM
the lavender scent of your piece mystifies, caries.. lovely and congrats! ..:) huggs!
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Date: 1/12/2012 12:49:00 PM
I really liked how you took on the sense of smell here-- I totally agree!! How just certain scents can just act as time machines for us-- this is such a nostalgic poem and I so wanted to breathe in that lavender soap! Super congrats on your win, dear Carrie--- and yes, that chocolate bar would be on me :D hugs to you!!
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Date: 1/12/2012 8:59:00 AM
Congratulations on your win in Debbie Guzzi's "Come to Your Senses" contest Carrie. Love, Carol
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Date: 1/12/2012 8:55:00 AM
Oh you paint such a beautiful nostalgic picture. Love this one Carrie. Congratulations
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Date: 1/12/2012 5:40:00 AM
Congratulations Carrie well done. x
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Date: 1/11/2012 9:42:00 PM
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Date: 1/11/2012 5:53:00 PM
YOu describe so wonderfully that feeling of going home again and seeing or smelling all those old things you loved so well. Excellent. The winners of this contest are blowing me away. Congratulations.
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Date: 6/15/2009 1:34:00 PM
This is lovely! Very nice. It was actually a pretty poem, if that can be a description of a poem. Congratulations on your deserved win!
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Date: 6/15/2009 12:44:00 AM
One for my favourites Carrie.Rgds Brian
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Date: 6/14/2009 4:37:00 PM
Carrie!!! Congratulations on your big win in Brian's contest!!! I am discovering so many poems I have missed - so sorry! This is a gem and such a well deserved win. Are you home yet??? Love & hugs your way, Shar xoxo
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Date: 6/14/2009 11:16:00 AM
wonderful evocative piece...and how rich we felt in heart and warmth and love. Congrad's
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Date: 6/14/2009 1:13:00 AM
Congrats on your succes in my contest Carrie.Rgds Brian.My latest contest Septimal Fun is now open
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Date: 2/19/2009 8:43:00 AM
A homely write Carrie.Wonderful vignette.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments
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Date: 2/19/2009 6:28:00 AM
One (of so many) things I love about women, is your knack for creating a "retreat" out of a room. The textures of the fabrics are well thought out in the comfort department. Items releasing sweet fragrance strategically placed throughout...little mementos and personalized picture frames. All of it combines to create a feeling....completely warm and welcoming. Nice write! Much love, Steve
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Date: 2/18/2009 8:30:00 PM
OH you can just feel the comfort of this piece and so many probably share your memories. Nicely done. Laurie
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Date: 2/18/2009 7:21:00 PM
The last two lines are a perfect description of that particular feeling of comfort. This beautifully written poem speaks of home so warmly and your imagery is great. Lovely work. Love, Robin
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Date: 2/18/2009 4:16:00 PM
Wonderful memories my these little glimpse through your life's window. Love, Chris.
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Date: 2/18/2009 3:13:00 PM
Hi Carrie - I really loved the ending of this poem - You know I spent better than 20 years separated from my family and home because of who and what I was and when I first walked back into the home I had grown up in it just shattered my heart - I never wore no high heels but i adorned my fair share of prison boots and I just loved your analogy - God Bless, YF4L - MJ
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Date: 2/18/2009 2:34:00 PM
Nice memories Carrie, it's nice to chronicle the moments that brought us to the moments of today...Raul
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