Scenting Poems - Poems about Scenting

...Annunciated, Germinated, seed of God; Blooming in heaven: Scenting the foul air of earth With his divine peace and love:- ......

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...Walls breathe insistent hunger, red as the inside of a split pomegranate, richer still where the tallow has melted, slick as the fat from a burnt offering. Scarpia does not eat. He savors—sou......

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... In that timeless realm, O Cosmic Sister, our love at the helm, where time stands still- our love becomes the canvas, the enzymes, the film. Each fleeting heartbeat -a brushstroke, ballast, a......

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... Well-favored Winter Jasmine, how have you managed to survive? It's long past the briskness of Autumn days. Yet, your exquisite beauty lingers, and you thrive, lovely petals still intact w......

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... HAILING MARY (A Haiku Quintet) Gardening Mary... Her fruit of love blossoming... The Christ child is born... Her Rose of Love, born: Crucified stem…petals of resu......

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...fleeting butterfly fly away son be autumns sway flower breath breath ~ waving quietly sweet scenting quite so temping aromatic plants 9/23/24 Written words by......

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...Over the flume in a barrel, consumed by a rainbow cascade; Oh, the adrenaline of inundation! Sumptuous the rush of shock therapy; Chaos is the fresh start, that flow is the restart of your hea......

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... Every atom and molecule of me was made by you in the cauldron of your womb and these five senses of mine are as much yours to mirror back your majesty. For you I assemble the morning wit......

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... Shines the season brimming with grandeur, rich In winter... frills of ice and snow bewitch My pine trees capped with tinsels evergreen : Comes spring-- dizzy where buds' hues turn to shee......

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... Floating blissfully alone in a moonlit, silvery repast. Scenting the night with her heady, fragrance of romance. 4/1......

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...Sitting on me, butterflies and dragonflies give poses. Am I not, yet, less known than my fragrant sisters, Roses? Am I not somewhat less cared for as though nature's stepchild? The sun and the s......

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... AN ANECDOTE FROM THE PAST... Names of places and persons have either been changed or omitted to protect identity. It was a late summer’s night warm and balmy, Camping we were high in ......

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...I thought I had grasped it once, like the Arabian myrrh. Then it started fading like dew before the morning sun. Legends say that the musk of a deer dwells within its fur. Ignorant knowing or know......

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...Caught in the fabric of darkness, where stars crown the ages, You wander through the deserts of oblivion, with a flickering torch in semi-darkness. You tread on paths unknown to the footprint of ma......

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...Like many poets before, I have tried all which-way not to measure love – not to price love~ Like a post office puts sentiment to a ruler meters jewelry purchased, already with the weight of gri......

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