Like the earth,
we all carry a scent
deep within us,
awaiting release-
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Renewal....the knowlesge that we are not dry eternally. Fantastic verse with a stunning, powerful last stanza.
Like a great film with multi layers, your magnificent poem cannot be fully appreciated in just one reading. So, I read it a couple of times and was awed by its brilliance. Smoky sits on top of the mountain!
Thank you beyond words, I am deeply touched by your wonderful comment.
"It smells like rain..".. it sure smells! Loved it dear. Nice poem, nice flow of thoughts, beautiful flow of words… enjoyed.
beautifully written; something great feelings throwing upward when read the poem
had to look up the meaning of Petrichor---Petrichor is the smell of rain. The word comes from the Greek words 'petra', meaning stone, and 'ichor', which in Greek mythology refers to the golden fluid that flows in the veins of the immortals----you have a very interesting mind, dear Smoky Hoss.
part 3-----I would give this poem a heaven full of stars but they only let me give it 5
part 2--- I am so proud to know you and call you friend---and read your poetry and enrich my life by so doing
Susan, I feel unworthy of your beautiful adulation, except for, I feel exactly the same towards you! Thank you, thank you, thank you.
oh! I have got to read this over and over ---it speaks of deep things and I need time to absorb ---Smoky, you never fail to amaze me with your command over words and the sensations you raise from them..
I like the line 'We, the dust of dust'. It is said that we came from dust and will return to dust. That's why I don't dust. It might be somebody I know.
I love the way you think; I may never dust again... it could, as you say, be an old pal, or even more importantly, an old horse!
Smoky, I had to look up 'petrichor'—thanks for introducing me to the word. For another take on scent or fragrance, you might enjoy my poem 'Cedar Investigation.' -Glen