Fresh and cool it entered
then swayed and left,
or seemed to,
me and you,
the saddest
flowers
in the sun.
But the heat that kissed the space just above my skin
told me the truth
I didn’t know until then.
Time entered and sighed and I listened so hard,
I pressed my ear against the
tight spot in my heart.
Feathers ruffled, a moment shuffled,
the breeze stung my eyes and made me cry (it didn’t mean to).
Breath filled me and called me and kissed me
on the inside.
Love shifted and swayed and seemed to say,
a word that only
the tight spot,
deep in my heart needed to hear.
one
soft,
perfectly
fragrant
word…..
Silver Poetry 
Aaahh…that is so sweet…what wonderful words…connecting heart, mind and soul as one. A lovely poem indeed…God Bless and thank you SP.
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Thankyou and a shower of sparkling blessings to you xx
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First thank you for following, following back.
Your words are well chosen, the sentiment conveyed perfictly. Wonderful work! 🙂
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thankyou for your kind comments, words mean a lot to me x
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You are wolcome. They mean a lot to me as well so I know what you mean. ty
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“one…soft…perfectly…fragrant…word…”
Beautiful.
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I am always interested to hear what people feel the one perfectly fragrant word to be….? Thanks for commenting x
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In all honesty, I’m not entirely sure what that word would be. But I am certain that the concept of one word’s impact in this application is something that drives into the core of our emotions. That one word when we’re on the edge of ourselves can be all it takes to send us somewhere we never thought we’d go.
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I had a friend that carried a notebook everywhere she went and asked all those she met ‘if you could take one word to a desert island what would that word be?’ she wrote every word that people came up with down. Not sure what her objective was or even if she had one…. but i thought it was interesting and dedicated! Theword that worked for me in that moment was ‘is’ don’t even really know why. could speculate but really it just felt right….still does actually!
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Interesting. “is” seems to be an applicable, yet viable choice. A word that connects our description and existence of the things around us.
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Hi! Thank you for dropping by at my site. Your words are amazing! We’ll be hearing more beautiful words from you right?
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ThankYOU! I can’t stop the poetry spilling over… 🙂
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Very lovely poem. I look forward to reading more.
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Thanks very much, I hope some more will make their way to the surface 😉
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Love this poem! Thank you for sharing and keep on writing and delighting us with beautiful words.
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so grateful that lovely minds are reading them 🙂
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So poignant. Thanks for following my blog. I’m now also following yours.
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Easy, worth a follow! Thankyou
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Wonderful prose..endearing, determined..very nice.
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I like the idea of poetry being determined, thank you for lighting a spark in my mind!
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well done, the art and poetry really work together.
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I made the poem with that river pic in mind and actually after hearing someone speaking with a Scottish accent…..
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Love defined as “fragrant”– good, really good. This is a unique love poem…
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one, soft, perfectly fragrant word…
nice.
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Lovely…
I have some friends that have a great place for posting poetry (open link starts @ 3pm ET every Tuesday..today..) check it out!!
http://dversepoets.com/
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thankyou xx
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Beautiful poem. I know what you mean about you can’t stop the poetry spilling over. Me too.
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s p i l l i n g
g
g over , with thanks 😉
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WOW … this made me cry a little. It’s so beautiful. I like your style of writing.
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Thankyou very much, for your beautiful emotion, I feel humble! xx
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i can’t seem to find a word to say…
i found my self looking for the ‘LIKE’ button instead.
read it four times.
i love this.
can i share this.. please…. 🙂
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oh YES! of course you can
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thanks… 🙂
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Beautiful
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I always feel tingly after reading your work.
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maybe words are fingertips x
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Is the image your painting. Its very cool.
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Yes it is called ‘The Vessel’ Thanks for the compliment!
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‘Feathers ruffled, a moment shuffled,’ is so evocative, one feels the ruffle and hears the shuffle, lovely use of language, and those final five words …wow
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thankyou, i felt it too so I am glad i made it clear xx
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just lovely.
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thankyou 🙂
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