a tangerine rose in
a pristine vase
a distant memory
of time and place
a scented pleasure
of sight and scent
a lost reminder
of possibilities dreamt
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Author:
James Alexander (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Memory of a love who wore an exquisite rose scent.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments5
Two stanza poems are the king. So nicely done, James.
Scent, the sense of smell can take us back to moments years ago with crystal clarity.
A charming piece of reverie.
a wonderfully written shorty
thanks for sharing
I especially love that it was a tangerine rose......
In my youth I grew a tangerine colored rose bush with the most vibrant color and fantastic scent. Whenever I am out I always stop and smell the roses. Life is too short to let beauty pass us by. Thanks for the comment.
Very true, I have a rose sitting in a vase for my lost lover.
Andy
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