Written for:  Carpe Diem #1265 perfume

sweet perfume
decaying leaves dance
through the street

© Chèvrefeuille (our host


Here is my attempt:

spicy autumn scent
in the entranceway of shop–
cinnamon brooms

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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1 Response to perfume

  1. I love your attempt!

    Sent by Brenda Kimmins

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