ADDICT
Sitting comfortably on a plastic stool
Warming my weary back in the late sun
On the terrace drinking sight of pretty flowers
Carelessly I pluck & squash some tender leaves
Between my right thumb and forefinger
I sniff the aroma… addictive as cocaine
My soul sails away to the woods-so does my pain
©bishu
Very unique. Quite
Very unique. Quite distinctive. :)
Am truly thankful for your kind read Mr P Christopher
Am truly thankful for your kind read Mr P Christopher
©bishu
A Flower's Scent
What is it about flowers? They decorate, they attrract - I garden and can not wait for the blooms. Some people put plastic flowers out, totally addicted. Except for drugs and pain, a lovely write, provocative as a comment on addictions, like love - might as well face it. ~A~
Thank you so much!! In truth Respected Madam Allets
Thank you so much!! In truth Respected Madam Allets I actually squash tender leaves and love the fragrance of the jungle.Addictive ?? Not really. I have some potted flower plants on my rooftop and wrote the lines sitting in the winter sun.In fact all the 4 posts of 27/12/13 were written basking in sun watching the clear blue winter sky...... Thank you once again Madam for your kind read & comments ~Yaz~pal~a~addicted~tah~brine~n~jungle
©bishu