Sunday, March 12, 2023

A-scent



A vile

Odor repels

something sinister

kept safe by scent

Just so

A vial

of perfume

Lingers long after

the liquid disappears

as pen on paper

fade

In residue resides

A verse

Contains a moment or more

than matter, intangible yet

Solidified somewhere

such as Here

Averse

to keeping a poem

Imprisoned eternally

Ascent is always

Released. 


Painting by Francis Philip Barraud (1824-1901), 'Prisoners of War' in Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.

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