With a fist full of hair;
I drink in the silent storm enveloping me—
so subtle is hint intertwined in words,
his self-announcing fragrance,
a blend of sandalwood and cedar, lingers
like decadent seed
sowed in the garden of my mind— I am undone.
Photo credits: Aaron Westerberg Painting, Pinterest
Poem inspired by Mickey Finn’s “Garden of my Mind.” 🌹
Posted for Quadrille #109 @ dVerse Poets Pub
I love the scents you have incorporated… wonderful to have such a fragrant sense in your garden…
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
This poem evokes such a sense of loss.
Thank you so much, Linda 🙂 so good to see you 💄❤️
A wonderful place to take the “garden”…into the mind. There is so much to read between the lines and this one was especially captivating…”so subtle is hint intertwined in words”.
Thank you so much, Mish 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Oh sweet Sanaa, this made me want to fly across the globe to give you a hug. Very powerful take on the prompt by going to the garden of the mind. I’m sending you seeds of virtual sunflowers that always bring a smile.
Thank you so very much, Victoria 😍 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
(and thank you for the glorious prompt) 🌹
Sigh….those last four lines are amazing. Oh yes….the scent of another, one that grows connected with that other, can appease or frustrate, or anger, or be sultry. I think, since you are a romantic, those last three words signal the writer is smitten with love.
Haha I most certainly am! Thank you so much, Lillian 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Lillian’s got the handle–tis another love poem, and being smitten is not negative or sad. Scents, like colors in poetry anchor us in beauty and realistic vibes.
Thank you so much, Glenn 😀 always a pleasure to receive feedback from you! 💄❤️
Wow, this piece evokes a sort of grief (grief for the moment and the feelings that occur from this muse) and romanticism, especially as evinced in those last few lines. There’s a certain tumult that is brewed beautifully in what you express. I look at this more as love than loss–though, the narrator is finding themselves quite lost in the moment, and they are undone physically and emotionally. That is very profound. What an excellent take on the prompt!
Thank you so much, Lucy 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
sounds like a very vivid spectral visit, which is better than nothing
Thank you so much, Lisa 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
like decadent seed
sowed in the garden of my mind— I am undone.
fabulous – what will that seed grow into? Something deep rooted and passionate, I think.
Thank you so much, Sarah 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Totally layered, a passion of regret i n so few words.
Nice one Sanaa
Thank you so much, Gillena 🙂 so good to see you 💄❤️
very deeply layered, love and angst, scents and …
Thank you so much, Kate 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Very nice! A challenge we all face from time to time due to to our confined situation. You shared it well!
Dwight
Thank you so much, Dwight 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
“like decadent seed
sowed in the garden of my mind— I am undone”
Those last lines have the potential to go in so many directions.
Thank you so much, Ken 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
so evocative, lovely poetry 🙂
Thank you so much, Mrityunjay 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
Wow. Such a passionate poem. I loved the use of senses mixing with emotion.
Thank you so much, Bill 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
oohoooo. this is a delight to the poet’s senses!
Thank you so much, Rosemarie 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
A rich, evocative, extended metaphor, simultaneously poignant and searing! Brava!
Thank you so much, Frank 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Lovely, the scents and the imagery–all those things buried liked seeds in the poet’s mind.
Thank you so much, Merril 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
The mind’s garden is such a good metaphor and I love that painting!
Thank you so much, Jane 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Indeed, the heady fragrance of desire can undo us…great poem, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Lynn 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
“like decadent seed
sowed in the garden”
Oh, how that resonated, Sanaa. Once such roots take hold we are undone indeed. Gorgeous.
Thank you so much, Raivenne 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
a sensual pen, Sanaa ~
Thank you so much, M 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️