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

Comments

  1. Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous! :-) Thanks.

    Greetings from London.

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

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

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

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  6. Your last stanza wows me, Audrey! Beautiful message.

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  7. 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. What lovely thoughts – and I like their unexpectedness.

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

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

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  12. Loved this! Wonderful poetry, Audrey!

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  13. aha! ending with gratitude makes everything so beautiful :)

    Loved the punchline at the end!

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

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