Lavender lush
Lulls to sleep
Creeps through seams in crisp new linen.
Scented sachets
Sandalwood
Smell of the orient in Nanna’s drawers.
Nivea and talc
Clean fresh towels.
Lily of the valley handcream and cheap eau de cologne.
Bonfire night
Sparks and crackles
Burned embers, toffee and smoke galore
Pine needles and frost
Gingerbread parkin, mince pie aromas
And freshly fallen snow.
©Alison Jean Hankinson
This is for d’verse poetics, bit rusty have been out of the loop for a while.
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Oh, now that was a sensory journey! Loved all the different scenes and smells, and you ended it with one of my favorites: the clean, cold smell of freshly fallen snow.
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Your magical sensory tour has transported me, Alison! Lavender in my nan’s drawers and wardrobe; sandalwood has always been a favourite perfume; Nivea, talc and lily of the valley – I’m sitting on my nan’s lap…
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Much love to you. XXX
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Thanks, Alison, and much love winging its way to you 🙂 xxx
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This is a wonderful set of scents… gives me all the comforting I would ever need.
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yes but your Christmas…
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Like me, you’ve given us a handful of wonderful scents that transport us all over the past; nice sweet read. I was closer to my grandfather than my Nana; jjust worked out that way.
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What a gorgeous potpourri of smells. My favorites are in the last stanza, the pine and the snow. This is a wonderful poem expressing the love and happiness of your childhood.
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There is a smell to freshly fallen snow especially when the weather is warm and it clings to the trees.
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Thank you for the marvelous bouquet of scents. (Forgive me for smiling at Nanny’s drawers!)
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the blend of these scents make up a world of absolute comfort and joy, a time and place you can revisit wherever and whenever you want to. I loved every line but the mention of Nivea can make me tear, my grandma had a tub on her dresser and we would dip our grubby fingers into it just to get a whiff of her on ourselves. such a beautiful poem, thank you sharing this moment.
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Love the smell and you made me recall the fragrance of my grandma’s hankies and drawers too. So nice to read you again and hope you are well.
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Thankyou very much. Love to you, XXX
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What an interesting array of aromas – some I had forgotten – “Nivea and talc” and “mince pies” – well done.
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Good to read your lovely scented verse, Alison…glad you’re back !
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This was special for me. I adore lavender, and use drops of oil every night at bedtime.
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lavender! i always add a few droplets to my pillow case. love to fall asleep with the soft scent of lavender.
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