Petrichor: The smell after it rains.
After it rains
the scent of sweet lavender lingers in the air
droplets of water, morning dew, glisten on tall, oblong leaves.
Wild flowers, purple, pink, yellow, blue sway together like fans in a concert
dancing in the wind
stretching to feel the warmth of the velvet sun.
Fresh, green mint plants,
tickle our noses,
we inhale the menthol, clear our senses, to feel alive.
sunset (Photo credit: lil miss priss)
Mix mint with lime and muddled basil and sweet cane sugar, seltzer
to celebrate the glorious day with mojitos.
We sit on the freshly painted, white outside deck, of our house
waiting for the sun to set
With our best friends, our beloved dogs.
Beautiful poem!
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So many lovely things, tied neatly in this beautiful bouquet of words. Sigh. Thank you.
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omg, Kellie, Thanks so much, I haven’t seen your name here in ages. It means a lot, you have no idea. xo
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I will have to repeat the same word as the other commentators…. beautiful written poem, the photos just added that much more to it also. Gotta love Kellie´s prompts, like reading the people who participate on them, quite amusing and interesting how each and everyone of us takes the prompt and creates things completely different, or express the idea, subject in different yet interesting ways.
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Beautifully expressed 🙂
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Beautiful. It just rained here…..it smells like a swamp outside.
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