One Last Hill | Poetry Interlude

One Last Hill
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This was my one last hill.
I sprinted one last time.
Pushed as hard as I could
Convinced I might die
But I succeeded to the top of the hill

I give a quick glance behind me
To look over everything i accomplished;
On top of this one last hill i conquered
And it feels awesome!

But don’t assume I’m done
There’s still another hill to climb
There’s ALWAYS one last hill to climb
Until the day i die

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Aoud Cuir d’Arabie (Montale) | Fragrance Poetry

Fragrance Poetry (Haiku) inspired by Montale’s Aoud Cuir d’Arabie.

Montale aoud cuir d'arabie poetic fragrance review
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Complimentary –
The Pleasant and Unpleasant,
Catch a Memory.

There’s so much to say about this fragrance, yet so little I can say. . .A mix of leather and fecal aromas. . . Translated “Oud Leather of Arabia. . .” Even though it may not be a pleasant smell by itself, like the smell of a camel, it can bring you back mentally to happy times – perhaps on a farm, or on a trip where you got to travel to an exotic place (exotic to those like myself in the USA) where you were surrounded with camels.

Click Here to learn more about Montale’s Aoud Cuir d’Arabie. Invasion Barbare by MDCI. © TheFragranceWriter.com, 2020, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.

The Old Man and the Sea | Short Poem No. 44

About an old man and the sea. . .

I’m happy enough where I am, so it seems

in my spot of contentment – where I’m meant to be. 

But, from where I sit, I look out to the sea.

It looks like there’s a world out there waiting for me.

And there’s a voice,

a still small voice that whispers to me.

I know there’s another world out there.

I tasted it before, like I taste the salty sea air.

My heartbeat thumps – it feels the dare

to leave the old me and find the new one.

And there’s a voice,

a still small voice that whispers to me, 

“Yes, you can.”

One day, you won’t recognize me.
They say, “Remember where you come from.”
Sometimes, I say, you’re meant to change.
Sometimes you’re meant to change your name.
And only that still small voice knows
what my new name will be.

Photo by Ian Schneider on Unsplash.

If you like what you read, also check out “Pink Seas” by derrickjknight for a great post mixing poetry and some very nice pics. Also check out my own post, “Five Poetry Blogs You Should Meet – Winter 2018.”

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the old man and the sea
Photo by Ian Schneider on Unsplash

The Old Man and the Sea. . .