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Sensing the scent
Contributed by
dotcom
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Sunday, 2nd October 2011 @ 03:29:01 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Alongside death, there is a scent,
Not putrid, rotten fruit and worms,
Gorgin on life well lived,
But lonely; lingering loneliness,
A smell that cannot leave without it's dues.
Not everyone senses the scent of the dead,
As it seeps, oh so slowly, slowly,
Into moonlight hats and shimmering dresses,
And waits there, oh so slowly,
Until your time will come.
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Re: Sensing the scent
(User Rating: 1 ) by FlintHunter on
Sunday, 2nd October 2011 @ 06:04:51 PM AEST (User
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'Sensing the scent' is a unique poem. It is beautiful and strange. Eerie and fascinating. It makes you think. It lets you wonder.
You say a lot in a short poem; that impresses me. Sometimes poems are too long and i just don't have the patience to read them all the way through. Thank you for a short an intriguing poem.
---FlintHunter
Contributed by dotcom on Sunday, October 02 2011 @ 03:29:01 AEST
Topic: Life Poetry
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