The Scent of Morning





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a flower was offered to me, and
i find it best to take what is offered.
stash it--
fold it away, intimately
nestling the scent of it
against my own skin

until i remember
that gratitude
is an ocean.


Copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2016


Posted for Poets United

Thank you Sumana--your midweek motif is inspiring

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  1. A Cuban In LondonMarch 2, 2016 at 2:59 PM

    Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous! :-) Thanks.

    Greetings from London.

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  2. Sanaa RizviMarch 2, 2016 at 3:07 PM

    Whistles!!!!! This is pure perfection :D

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  3. Old EggMarch 2, 2016 at 3:38 PM

    The joy of gratitude must be shared; how right you are. Beautifully written.

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  4. SusanMarch 2, 2016 at 4:47 PM

    What a paradox you offer. You give us the entire ocean in return for that private moment with the flower.

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  5. Sherry Blue SkyMarch 2, 2016 at 6:19 PM

    Oh, wow - "until I remember that gratitude is an ocean." This is fantastic!!!!!!

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  6. MaryMarch 2, 2016 at 6:24 PM

    Your last stanza wows me, Audrey! Beautiful message.

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  7. TruedessaMarch 2, 2016 at 6:57 PM

    I find it best to take what is offered..a symbol of love and love is a good thing to stash away for a rainy day. This is magical in many ways.

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  8. Rosemary Nissen-WadeMarch 2, 2016 at 9:35 PM

    What lovely thoughts – and I like their unexpectedness.

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  9. Sumana RoyMarch 2, 2016 at 10:01 PM

    Life's offering accepted with deep gratitude...what can be more beautiful than that?...a wonderful close...

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  10. Jae RoseMarch 3, 2016 at 4:49 AM

    i find it best to take what is offered - such a haunting line - it made me feel how tiring life can be..but how much we can learn and find a way to live even if the sweetest parts of ourselves and others are lost in the ocean of being

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  11. Sunday Reflections or Stumbling Towards Happiness by Bill HollandMarch 3, 2016 at 5:37 PM

    You are a marvel!

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  12. rallentandaMarch 3, 2016 at 5:46 PM

    Sadly,stashers, mostly would not think of gratitude.. let alone an ocean of it..Good poem !

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  13. vanderloostMarch 3, 2016 at 9:46 PM

    The last line is remarkable

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  14. RasmaSandraMarch 4, 2016 at 2:04 AM

    Loved this! Wonderful poetry, Audrey!

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  15. Nithya VenkatMarch 5, 2016 at 6:26 AM

    Beautiful write.

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  16. Ruchira KhannaMarch 5, 2016 at 7:35 AM

    aha! ending with gratitude makes everything so beautiful :)

    Loved the punchline at the end!

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  17. IntelliblogMarch 8, 2016 at 4:44 PM

    How wonderful, Audrey! We must be grateful for what is given to us, and it does make the giver swim in cooling oceans of gratitude.

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  18. Jennifer WagnerMarch 11, 2016 at 2:57 PM

    Wonderful! Beautiful photo, too.

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  19. Wendy BourkeMarch 21, 2016 at 10:59 PM

    A lovely piece - exquisite - as delicate and real as a flower petal.

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  20. Liz Rice-SosneMarch 31, 2016 at 9:07 PM

    It is indeed.

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