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Thursday, March 2, 2017

Anointed


Olfactory, my senses

Deep within conjures

Vivid memories, for

Each of the scents



Mellow, light, flowery

My aroma wafts

Announcing my presence

Only to the discerning



Bold and heady

Others’ can be

Artificial, it reeks

While hoping to imbue



I churn and swish

And take it within,

Nothing eliminates

Not even coffee bean

A whiff or a tang
A trace or a smack
The days of yore
They do bring back



Prompt: Imaginary garden with real toads

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