Best Aromatics Poems

perfumed aromatics of roses and magnolia 
drift along midsummer evening breezes

enchanted moonlight behind the garden gate
when together there you and I sit complicit



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Submitted on May 25, 2019 for contest MAY PREMIER 8 ANY 4 OR 5 LINE FORM sponsored by BRIAN STRAND

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HAIKU PASSAGE 4


Adjust your gaze:
Soul flame now lights
Discern the flow

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True being springs
Watch vain stuff fall;
Address focus

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Frangipani tale --
Beauty blossoms;
Flowers chatter

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On the verge
Haiku passage;
Nature nurtures poise

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Sacred word
Aromatics --
Bottled cheer

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Leon Enriquez
16 June2017
Singapore...

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I can still remember years ago in the 80's
When the pubs were packed
You'd pay for your beer with Ten pounds and get change back
You could keep a girlfriend for more than two minutes
And knew their name
Shame today men and women are not the same.

The music...

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ESTIMATING NINE MONTHS FROM ESKIMO KISSES

TUNDRA tunics
tendered,
holding hot
homeothermic
sentient swaddling,
stirred with
warm waves of
cocoa cresting charm,
bathed in barometric
swoon.
sweetheart neckline
netted nefariously
close -
charm capitulated.
frowns forever forlorn,
as aromatics allure —
cologne colonization,
fever-pitch
of friendship,
not so subtly
sensuous —
harbored hashtag,
blue breath
below freezing —
frenetic, freeing
OF ovulating applause.

12/4/2017...

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Dawn flings
Sparkling light;
Dreamy daze ends

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Birdsong serenade
By balcony rails;
Solo performance

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Joy words
Inner music rhymes;
Passion ignites

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A lover's touch
Kindness blooms;
Ecstasy confronts

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Hush of morning
Soft footfalls;
Early rising

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Musical notes
Neighbour's house warming;
Happy escapades

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New eatery
Upmarket permutations;
Expensively nice!

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Lunch discourse
Three voices shared;
Birthday meal here

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Fragrant moments
Wind through bamboo pines;
Airy aromatics

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Leon Enriquez
29 August 2015
Singapore...

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That first non-rhythmical matter, 
Floated on the new dust of light, 
To whet the eleventh spark clatter, 
Such that its dividend split tight; 
A web, a sea of ringed atmosphere, 
Then a cob of meteoric compression, 
Hurling towards a black collapse here, 
To dent the...

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Cognac & Brandy recollections,
   sublime warmth 'tween
        smoky exhaled vapors,
wisps of  Madagascar aromatics 
       & blazes of Autumn firesides
    amidst a French Château fantasy,
  dipped...

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grand maestro performs
summer's overture in full…
mauve aromatics



AP: Honorable Mention 2020, Front Page Pick 2020

Submitted on July 9, 2019 for contest HAIKU-HUE sponsored by KIM RODRIGUES  -  RANKED 1ST...

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REFINED LOVE

My mother cossets me in her arms,
I feel her heartbeat, call rehearsed -
The heartache and absent charms,
The drama of my spouse conversed.

          Beloved, by my bed, asleep in chair -
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We hurtle down the last few hundred feet 
of steep lavender lined cobbled slope 
shaded by majestic umbrella pines - around
a last hairpin turn and there they are:

The blue-white Pampelonne beaches, of St Tropez.
Their indecent beauty almost defeats words.

With the scents of lavender, pine and...

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One mean footed man said to another "where are the swan cakes?". To which the right angled man replied "I ate them. I ate them. I own them all. I ate them." Passing from behind came rustling then this was ceased with a bang. Fifteen...

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Afar off as Luna disturbs the briny sea air, its pallid 
lips farewell kiss of former throne fairs to absence. 
Heir apparent solace a crown restored as its Hymn 
privilege rejuvenates Sol's nurtured Hawaiian Isles.

As guests, while a tad, in Hawaii's wild, there they'll 
see...

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Cinnamon and smoke;
The cologne I taste  
all over your neck 
it swims in my mind;
Intoxicating;

Phantom smells 
just out of reach, 
Aromatics;
I’m relapsing; 

Ravenous 
withdrawal 
consumes me 

I drown 
inside 

you....

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Knocking boots,
it was fun until the boots got old.

The best scrumpy
was not a girl at all, but a pint of raw cider.

Midway through a hike, she cooked up
hot Irish stew in a chill mountain mist.
Never gave much thought to
stimulating aromatics
until wood smoke got in my...

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