The smell of trees.
We’ve spoken about Agastya before, in this post – A new haircut. This poem is based on a very particular line that I wrote for him in that post. I hope you enjoy this! Do comment, a lot. Literally.
– Utsav Raj
“He missed his people and the way they smelled like different kinds of trees.”
Home is a tricky concept.
I think of it as a wall,
with cracks running down its spine,
picture frames of memories
hanging on fragile nails,
and a very nostalgic touch to it.
You decide what the wallpaper is,
what it looks like
and what it smells like.
For me,
it looked like people
and smelled like trees.
My best friend
who I barely spoke to anymore,
stood on the far left.
If I ruffled his hair
I’d feel a breeze on my face
rushing away to hide
its European Larch scent,
fresh and distant.
A kid I used to teach
stood on the far right
and when I tickled him,
he would giggle endlessly.
He was sweet and smelled of honey
like Sassafras trees.
Dead center
was the girl I loved.
When I kissed her forehead,
and my nose played hide and seek
with her hair,
I caught a fragrance
and it reminded me strongly
of cherry blossoms.
Home is a tricky concept,
and unless you leave,
you’ll never know what you’ll miss.
Instagram handle: @myspirals
Give me prompts in the comment section. Oh, and share this a lot, please?
Nice one 🙂
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Thank you, Kavitha!
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Great:)
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Glad you liked it, Emily!
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No worries! It’s really good! I used to write poetry years ago but never did anything with it😊
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Well, maybe you should do something with it!
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Maybe 😊
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Home IS a tricky concept, and you have captured that beautifully here! Awesome! Thanks! 🙂
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It’s another environment. living and breathing… Contained. Your poem also reminded me of the spokes of a wheel.
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I agree, I am away from home for many years and looking back I am more aware of certain things that I grew up with at home. You tend to appreciate things when you are allowed to miss them.
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It’s funny to read your post when I just posted one about the meaning of home for me! Beautiful!👌💕
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Is funny how smell could be such a powerful sense, like an electric shock into the brain
Thanks for sharing
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This imagery is fantastic!
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This is so awesome!
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Glad you liked it, brother!
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Good one
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Thank you, Denise!
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Love this poem! Indeed! Home is a tricky concept. With two of my three sons home for the Holidays (all three are present but my youngest is still in high school), home is very much a tricky concept. It plays in your mind how you want it to be versus how it really is. Sometimes, it is actually perfect, other times, it is very real and not so perfect but both versions are loved all the same. Thank you for your poem and insight.
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That’s true. I’m glad you liked this! I’d love to hear more about what home is to you. It has always been one of my favorite topics. Would you like to share?
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Hmmm. I’ll have to give this some thought before responding more. Although your post intrigued me, I have not spent much time conceptualizing what home means to me other than being with those I love.
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Take your time. Hit me up on Instagram or Twitter whenever you want to. I’d love to talk about our homes even if it is very vague.
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Great! Thanks!
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Smell is such a sensual thing, isn’t it? Lovely.
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I’m here for it:) ✈️
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Glad you are 🙂
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Great sir ji
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LOVE THIS ENDING
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Glad you do.
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This is lovely. I’ve left, so I have an idea what you mean. The first stanza reminded me of blogging. We decide on the wallpaper over here too. 🙂 And the blog vertical, pictures hanging… just like a wall.
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Hello! I nominated you for the Sunshine Blogger Award:
https://wovenfromwords.wordpress.com/2018/12/23/december-23-2018-sunshine-blogger-award/
Enjoy your evening!
Cathleen
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Hey! That means a lot to me! However I do not do award posts on my blog anymore. But I do give shoutouts to the people who have nominated me. I do a life update post every 16th, so maybe then? I have one more to give that day.
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Honestly you’re the best. Kthnxbye.
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Haha you’re the best.
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Really rich and evocative. By inviting me to smell those smells, you also triggered visual images of the people you attached them to.
Brilliant!
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Thank you very much!
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beautiful – thanks a lot
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Thank you for reading.
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