Pause

Shawna at Rosemary Mint gives us a new word prompt; a poem to include any or all of the following. Spice, clover, leaf, page, spore, press, cloak, sign, lean, read

PAUSE

passing scent of perfume,

spore of memory —

swirling like the leaf that

dances past on the breeze.

blanket in a field

cloaked in clover —

she leans in close,

delicate kiss,

the spice of her scent,

press of her skin.

the neon sign buzzes, blinks,

wind shifts, a new aroma —

turn the page of my paper,

continue to read.

Posted to dVerse Poets Open Link Night.

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16 Comments

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16 responses to “Pause

  1. hedgewitch

    Nice impressionistic write, vivid sense of an elusive and transient moment.

  2. i am wearing a smile because of your words.

    Cheers,

    Mark Butkus

  3. “spore of memory ā€“ ” great line! impressive use of prompt, the words coalesce very smoothly here. Well Done Mark

  4. This was written with sensitivity and gentility! I enjoyed it greatly.

  5. nice…love the scenes that sandwich a much more intimate and personal moment in between mark…very effective format…great art man

  6. Seeing relationships as a book is a powerful metaphor. It’s a fitting onebas you bring to fruition this lyric of love. I like how you complement this metaphor with book of nature.

  7. Love the shape and flow of this, especially that powerful, inviting last line:

    turn the page of my paper,

    continue to read.

  8. Shawna

    Love the left-to-right movement and the ending:
    “turn the page of my paper,
    continue to read”

    I think this is my favorite line: “spore of memory”

    Nice work; I can’t believe no one died! šŸ™‚

  9. Ha. Read this yesterday and didn’t even realize it was for Shawna’s word prompt. Which of course means you wove ’em in there effortlessly. šŸ™‚ Wonderful.

  10. This is so well done, a subtle pattern in a cloak of words, very nicely done.

  11. Love the form this poem took. And those last two lines just sealed the deal for me. Very nice!

  12. You are an observer, aren’t you? Wonderfully entertaining interlude to touch all the senses and ending with a really unexpected twist.

  13. I hate when that happens.

Some of what I write is true, some is fiction; most is merely possibility.

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