Spices

Posted on November 8, 2021 by purplepeninportland 
Written for: Miz Quickly - Day 7

"What smell, scent, aroma ambushes you with emotions
 or memories?


Autumn scents waft
through kitchen
sprinkling it with
cinnamon, nutmeg,
cloves, and ginger.
Aromatic apples
in store bins
take my tastebuds
back to Grandma's
apple cake, a warm
kitchen, and hugs.

https://imprompt.wordpress.com/2021/11/07/qnv-7/

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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7 Responses to Spices

  1. Sadje says:
    November 8, 2021 at 1:19 am

    A heartwarming poem.

    Like

  2. Misky says:
    November 8, 2021 at 11:49 am

    Lovely stuff!

    Like

  3. poetrybydebi says:
    November 8, 2021 at 1:09 pm

    Lovely scents and feelings

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