Fragrance Poetry inspired by Full Incense from Montale.
Swaying incense imitates pendulums.
The back-and-forth, swaying like memories.
Priceless moments, suddenly expired.
It leaves a lot left to be desired.
Your classic aftershave signature scent.
The varnish on the pews. . cedar ceilings.
Soft, grey skies. Long-lost relatives’ faces.
How stalled thoughts drift to new and old places.
I slide down to the brown kneeling cushion.
Life keeps ticking like the incense swinging.
Familiarity often brings peace.
But I’m saying “Goodbye” down on my knees.
Here, at a funeral, hearts convalesce.
Lost in thought by the scent of “Full Incense.”
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This is really beautiful!
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Thanks, Cassa. This was an honest reaction to when I smelled this perfume, which smells exactly like my local Catholic church.
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Very original the theme of your verses. I enjoyed your poem.
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Thanks. I am relatively new to writing the whole fragrance theme on my blog. It can be surprising where a scent can take your mind and your poetry.
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