Floral memories

The smell of lilacs, memories of the past

Roses aroma pungent wafts of adoration 

Jasmine summer nights, passion so vast

Petunias, father's loving dedication

Honeysuckle's romance southern perfumes drift

Orange blossoms remembered summer's night breeze

Viburnum, sudden return to a childhood tree's gift

Daphne, old age's winter acceptance, olfaction does please

Daffodils subtle fragrance of spring  

Oleander a warning given

Violets mother's scent does bring

Angel trumpets memories in dreams driven

A smell lifts you to heaven or drops you to hell

It's in a petal's shell where perfumes dwell

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

My garden is coming alive. We get late Springs in Michigan. My tulips are standing tall. Roses coming. A wonderful poem Soren. In my old age, I like my garden more than going anywhere. A wonderful dance of words my friend.
Coyote

[Soren]

Thank you so much Coyote for the read and kind words of encouragement they are most appreciated.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend and I hope you are enjoying the days of Spring.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

The scent of good memories or bad...spring comes with its glossary of aromas...
That can remind us of days of love or days of heartache and missing someone.
Most of the smells lift me in spring...I know for william carlos williams, spring was a negative for the widow and she lamented...I try to move forward.
Excellent piece.
j.

[Soren]

Thank you so much Jacob for your review , kind words and sharing it is always most appreciated

[Arti]

Thank you for sharing

Usha/Jessy Jacob.

[Soren]

Thank you so much for reading and your kind words they are appreciated