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Sitting comfortably on a plastic stool

Warming my weary back in the late sun

On the terrace drinking sight of pretty flowers

Carelessly I pluck & squash some tender leaves

Between my right thumb and forefinger

I sniff the aroma… addictive as cocaine

My soul sails away to the woods-so does my pain

 



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PeterChristopherRaymond's picture

Very unique. Quite

Very unique. Quite distinctive. :)

bishu's picture

Am truly thankful for your kind read Mr P Christopher

Am truly thankful for your kind read Mr P Christopher


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allets's picture

A Flower's Scent

What is it about flowers? They decorate, they attrract - I garden and can not wait for the blooms. Some people put plastic flowers out, totally addicted. Except for drugs and pain, a lovely write, provocative as a comment on addictions, like love - might as well face it. ~A~


 

 

bishu's picture

Thank you so much!! In truth Respected Madam Allets

Thank you so much!! In truth Respected Madam Allets I actually squash tender leaves and love the fragrance of the jungle.Addictive ?? Not really. I have some potted flower plants on my rooftop and wrote the lines sitting in the winter sun.In fact all the 4 posts of 27/12/13 were written basking in sun watching the clear blue winter sky...... Thank you once again Madam for your kind read & comments ~Yaz~pal~a~addicted~tah~brine~n~jungle


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