the smell of it all
another poem created for our poetry readings in Second Life - this theme was 'aroma'..
you know how when you've been out at the beach
and you come back inside and you smell like the sea
with your hair all a mess and some sand on your feet...
man, i could use some of that.
and you know how sometimes when you're starving inside
and you pass by a bakery and smell the bread rise
and that one piece of bread is the best of your life...
man, i could use some of that.
and you know how some days in the middle of spring
the freshly-cut grass makes your heart want to sing
and the lilacs are blooming and that sort of thing
man, i love feeling like that.
but the sweetest of things on this earth is the breath
of a small little baby that's been at your breast
whispers of angels on your shoulder will rest
doesn't get any better than that.
-micala 11/12/2006
and you come back inside and you smell like the sea
with your hair all a mess and some sand on your feet...
man, i could use some of that.
and you know how sometimes when you're starving inside
and you pass by a bakery and smell the bread rise
and that one piece of bread is the best of your life...
man, i could use some of that.
and you know how some days in the middle of spring
the freshly-cut grass makes your heart want to sing
and the lilacs are blooming and that sort of thing
man, i love feeling like that.
but the sweetest of things on this earth is the breath
of a small little baby that's been at your breast
whispers of angels on your shoulder will rest
doesn't get any better than that.
-micala 11/12/2006
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