Best Aromatically Poems

Let me speak of great love:
"Love!" no consonant can procure--
No vowel can lyrically form
Into lips and eyes so fair,
Dare I use the word divine
When proclaiming mine?

Yes! My love is all of these--
And adjectives numerous more
Than leaves,
And flakes it takes to white
The vast countryside,
And stars one...

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DILIGENCE, DELIBERATION AND A DISREGARD FOR                                       DESTINY,...

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Father once told me
darkness is absence of light;
spaces void of sight.

Fall is marching near,
stealing the identity
of the oak and pine.

The leaves surrender,
responding to gravity;
strewn like scattered chords -

Individually,
specks of changing emotion
watching from below.

The tremulous night,
suspended in a moon beam;
unshielded, alone.

Hues of green dispel,
replaced with burning...

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Sitting here, waiting for a clearing breeze , 
in my forest of endless trees, 
and responsibilities.  
It never came, the restless surge,
from deep within, the stormy siege
that blows the top off Carpe Diem.

A cup of tea and a magazine,
the traces of her lemon scent,
that...

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SPRING!!!!


I stepped in it this morning
soft squishy, tracked it into the house

SPRING!!!

Mud, ice crusted, glistening,
steamy, warming in the
mirage of early sun.

SPRING!!!

Aromatically composting
Autumn’s neglected harvest,

SPRING!!!!

Worms aerating the soil
playing tug-o-war
with early birds

SPRING!!!

Crocus and Jonquil
Opening Day

SPRING!!!

Hats and jackets
celebratory decorations
swaying in the breeze

SPRING!!!!

Princely kiss awakening
Sleeping Beauty



3/13/2016
submitted to – Spring...

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"The Right Words To Say"


                             Even as this is being written
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DILIGENCE, DELIBERATION AND A DISREGARD FOR DELIVERENCE TO  
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Yes, indeed, Mr. John Heck is the winner with his answer-"Tulips"; His reasoning 
is as follows...Keyboard humor; a somewhat off color joke I've heard, and 
apparently, so has John, which goes: What's better than roses on your piano?  
Tulips on your organ.  I...

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Multiply a horseradish with a jar of mustard and gain what exactly? A pickled onion? A beetroot? It's simply quite fascinating the divination of an oven glove. Materialistic bacon joints in a suit can often jump very high in the air. Above the clouds of...

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I was a child, naive and care free
A soul of great curiosity
Then strong spirits poured into me
Seeped away with my purity
Siphoned my will so slowly
Drowned my heart in self-pity
...Showed me the way to misery

I was a boy without clarity
With no good sense of identity
Then a...

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beets and brussel sprouts
were really on the outs
sprouts got spoiled
beets got boiled
—aromatically challenged louts...

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Aromatically enticing
Under a crisp, gray sky
Tightening my breath
Unyielding cold air rushed by
Melodically the birds
Nonchalantly they head 
South they fly

Impatient is the cold
Sneaky and quite bold

Geometrically the flakes shine
Obviously prematurely 
No sooner we have snow this time so damn
Early...

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Up for grabs are looming sapidities of a summer summit.
Prompt as forecasting device, keen as cropland mice, 
trying to surpass oscine elves turns out no dice. 
Wondering how these yummy yodelers telepathize herself earliest, 
the estival essence, no longer bashful or elusive, 
effuses evocative elations...

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Aromatically whisking towards leopards bane
Waltzing, being careful to avoid the touch
Hither here step, toe, heel, a scrumptious pain
To tango with the devil's helmet, vomit, double Dutch

A vermilion distillment, a sleepy smile
A foxtrot coalescing with foul swoons
I cannot touch these, a reaction volatile
The rise up, seen...

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The sauerkraut did it!!
Added that twinge of flavor
To the ham bone and its remnants
Collided with the Kielbasa
Soothed the pre-softened
Veggies of unknown origin.

It simmered – long and aromatically
Accomplishing acceptance
Easing the assimilation
Of a distant garden’s
Forgotten fields
Into a unified feast.

Thus, we sated ourselves
On its blended mysteries
Marveled at the...

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