Saturday, 15 June 2013

Princess Put Pink Pepper Pods In Her Petit Point Pocket



pink pepper pods
forgotten in my old coat pocket
pink pepper pods
the smell is nectar from the gods
i squeeze them with my warm fingers
the peppermint fragrance lingers
pink pepper pods
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11 comments:

  1. Unknown16 June 2013 at 00:36

    excellent piece, beautiful imagery and I love the title so much. thanks for sharing this tonight

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  2. Claudia16 June 2013 at 00:45

    very cool...i love poems that include scent.. and cool to find them forgotten in an old coat and with the squishing bring them back to life in a way..fragrant-wise...cool playful title as well..

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  3. Unknown16 June 2013 at 01:23

    I'm most curious about these, having never come across them before.

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  4. Brian Miller16 June 2013 at 04:17

    see i even waited this time to make sure you did not add to it like friday...smiles...nice use of form...they smell like peppermint? huh. pretty cool...nice little description of them..

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  5. Laurie Kolp16 June 2013 at 04:59

    Love the "P" sound running throughout this piece. I can smell the peppermint.

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  6. Unknown16 June 2013 at 08:36

    Of course, I'm asking how pink pepper pods got into your old coat pocket...but really I don't care...just enjoying the scent and feel of this poem...it lingers...

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  7. brudberg16 June 2013 at 08:50

    Love the alliterations.. and so nice to find it in your pocket... much better than the mummified banana I once found.

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  8. Anonymous16 June 2013 at 09:57

    such pretty peppercorns!

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  9. Anonymous17 June 2013 at 11:22

    Well done Well done. It is almost a tongue twister,
    remember those when you were a child? Fun and beautiful.

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    1. Cressida de Nova17 June 2013 at 22:00

      Peter Piper picked a pickled particularly piquant pepper:)

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