Out Walking
When out walking
my olfactory sense is assaulted by pungent scents
as nature bloom
all jasmine, lilac, and lily in amongst multitudinous flowers
hanging from tresses that splash all prisms against juxtaposed houses-
scents lift my spirits
as I find myself almost drunk on an almost elixir of scent
i
loving the spring
feel myself blooming in golden honey
that coats everything it touches
with a warmth and
tenderness
It's a wonderful moment in time to be alive
surrounded by glories of nature
singing like elusive sirens
from the
depths of cobalt seas
I find my spirit refreshed
bathed in the daylight
that shines eppervescent
in the midst of endearing and etheral nature blossoms
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
