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Thursday, March 28, 2013

Poetry Friday: Plumeria

 
 
Plumeria
 
In my memory,
the scent swirls around the curl
of our shared laughter.  
 
 
Lorie Ann Grover, 2013

5 comments:

  1. What a memorable haiku.
    I love this. I can almost smell the heady scent of tropical adventures and hear the ocean waves.

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  2. These flowers are so ornate that they almost don't look real. It's as though they are made out of icing. I really like your haiku.

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  3. I love the swirl/curl/share sounds. Very nice!

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  4. Your gorgeous poem is equal to the gorgeous photograph accompanying it! Another reason why I wish there was "aroma-posts" so I can smell poems as well. =)

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