A hard week ends and tired legs
Josyift, 2023
Walk warily to the door,
Which opens up to something more?
Yes, soft arms wrapped slowly around
And fingers peel away
The stresses of the day.
I’ve become wrapped in Tuberose
Jasmine and Neroli.
A homely garden for me.
Tag: writing
XXVII: Much Ado About a Dream…
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, But then begins a journey in my head, Looking on darkness which the blind do see: A zealous pilgrimage to thee.
Shakespeare, ReShaken
Journey
Forever Journey
Josyift 2023
And I Pray You’ll Never Reach
A Destination
Smokey Sweet
I’ll rub you on my arm tonight, before my mind will wander. A daydream, wide awake at night, life’s meaning, I will ponder.
Perfume Poetry, Josyift 2023
A brief repose, to lighter things,
Your beauty, I’ll admire. Smokey sweet, then obsolete. Like life, though short, inspired.
Seaweeds
On a beach, at the sea, this is a happy place
Josyift, 2023
Within reach,
bergamot tea
Occasionally I taste
Wishing my anxieties
to cease.
the Fragrance Writer 