(228): Essence Through the Air

A one line poem based on Terijo’s prompt “Essence.”

Notice me! Beautiful by day, inexorable by night. Image(cropped) by stevep2008 via Flickr. License.

A sweet smell, a volatile cluster of molecules

Rises in the evening,

Becoming full late at night,

As I sniff the midnight air;

Only a few parts per million

Scattered on the dying wind —

The honeysuckle floats home to me.

Here is Terijo’s great poem and prompt with its myriad and wonderful responses!

Essence

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