Herb Song

tis what it say's on the tin..

Herb Song

 

I note where once her

Feet and skirts caressed

The meadow lightly

 

There the scent of wild

Herbs rose to satisfy the

Senses and then did follow

 

Wild mint and oregano

Each scythe scared yet served

To perfume my ladies hem

 

Mowed and harvested before

A pre dawn swift departure

And leaving not a scar behind

 

Sweet lemon balm and sage

When placed upon

The pulse of lovers then

 

Did serve to rouse and

Please then calm

The most ardent of libidos

 

Yes where her

Feet and skirts caressed

The meadow lightly

 

Twas there the very scent

And taste of wild herbs rose

To treat their bodies fondly

 

 

Author's Note

for a friend who knows her snathe from her beard as well as I but whom I presume smells infinitely sweeter ... N :)

Reviews

[Eilis]

So stoked to read your herb poem, Neville. It is much more romantic than my solitary ode to land. I just mentioned on one of Gram's poems that I like to see how different people interpret different ideas or words and I feel that here too. Poetry is like a bottomless well. Give every poet a subject and you'll have an unfathomable amount of unique responses.

There's a lovely peace to this. The open field and the fragrances gifted by earth when it is left to do its own thing...and then the human connection. That edge of the story makes me think of medieval lovers. Stealing away to be alone at work. It's a lovely image and a little slice of the world where all seems right.

A beautiful poem.

[Neville]

They just dont get much better than this... I mean your kind and well reasoned response to my Herb Song.. and I really, really do thank ya and true

N.

[Eilis]

Great to see this poem again, N. Can't believe it's been almost a year since you wrote this. Still feels like such a peaceful moment. Even more so when considering where we find ourselves this summer. Hope you are well there.

[Neville]

I am absolutely delighted that you checked in again my friend.. and yes.. time just flashes by.. far too fast in my book.... could be worse.. so hope you are well though :)

[Eilis]

I’m hanging in there. It is summer again and the scythe is in full operation. In spite of everything else. So, always something to smile about.

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

Beautifully crafted in many different ways and ambiguity of meanings. For me got romance of course and so lovely with the lines especially "Feet and skirts caressed The meadow lightly," how the repetition gives clear image of love yet wanderlust souls dancing in the present of making memories and the emphasis on her with elegance in details. Describing paradise with sweet taste of bittersweet feelings dying slow in battle. Keep writing sincerely your friend in writing and life. " Love nothing but that which comes to you woven in a pattern of your destiny. For what could more aptly fit your needs?" Marcus Aurelius

[Neville]

What an extremely kind and absolutely encouraging thing to say my friend .. Many thanks indeed sir ..

Neville

[Fay Slimm]

Read this again and got carried away as before to wild meadows and tasting those herbs.............such a fantastic love song remembered and so well captured dear friend ..................x

[Neville]

second visits are always more than welcome my friend .. thank you twoly :)

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

The magic of herbs! Scents can be so heady, especially those of wild flowers and herbs in meadows. This poem reads like the perfect recipe for a romance in the rolling meadows and golden fields, dear Neville. Just lovely!

[Neville]

Bless you Dhara_Ditzy Kat what a luverly thought and true :)

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

We need more of outdoors and less of indoors dear Neville and I swear I'm going to make it happen once this damn pandemic is done with! :)

[Neville]

good on ya DDK .. just let me know when and where and I'll be there :)

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

Of course my friend! I will and for sure :))))

[Neville]

........ Purrfect :)

[AJNJ]

Loved the sensual, intoxicating journey you took me on. Scent can be so overwhelming, overpowering.

[Neville]

thanks for stopping to consider these words .. much appreciated and true...

[AJNJ]

Truly enjoyed dear friend!

[Lydia Shutter]

Ah, in the field with a lover perhaps after a picnic. A book of poetry would no doubt be part of this scenario....and her feet in the grass with yours. Suggestive and yet innocent, Neville. I liked it. Lydi**

[Neville]

I am delighted you alighted upon this Herb Song of mine Lydi**..

I have this fantasy that maybe one day, we will be able to write not only in colour and record in sound, but write our poetry with appropriate accompanying scents and perfumes.. just imagine what a treat this one for example would be for our noses at least..

Neville :)

[Lydia Shutter]

Scratch and sniff poetry? LOL

[Neville]

yeah.. a bit like smellyvision :)

[Einstein Noodle]

"Herb Song" it is .. sung in the key of scents and orchestrated in lover. kind of jealous my friend .. that image of her feet and hem lightly brushing the meadow is absolutely sublime .. intoxicating in the mint and oregano ... the lemon balm and sage .. those combinations in contrast enough to drive one wild ;) too cool for school Mr. Neville! too cool for school!
E.

[Neville]

You sir are a true gent Gene.. dont ya think the sense of smell is oft underestimated .. Ha, but not by guys like us eh.. I mean hard guys folks, just in case you are wondering... Cheers mate :)

[Einstein Noodle]

not by us at all sir ... and i think i want to meet your friend .. she sounds like a keeper ;)

[Neville]

If I ever bump into her, I shall slip her ya number :)

[Einstein Noodle]

could not ask for more ...............

[Neville]

welcome.. number scent :)

[Einstein Noodle]

:))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) i get it ...i get it :))))))))))))))))))))))))

[Neville]

perfume as per usual purrfect .. and if ya dont tell a soul.. if ya place your index or tickle finger on where I just penned purrfect and give a little scratch... then sniff.. let me know what we got :))).. but not a word mind....

[Neville]

not to anyone :)

[Einstein Noodle]

not a word sir ... not a word :)

[Paul Bell]

Herbs are a comfort in the garden of Eden, being replaced for the apple which turned out to be a lethal potion for ardent libidos. I notice also that Herb Song can be changed to,'' Bongs Her'' this is a great use of herbs if you ask me. All in all a very healthy poem, Sir.

[Neville]

you got me chuckling here and with a severe case of the munchies coming over me... cheers Paul :)

[Crowley]

This is a delight to the olfactory senses and so easy on the eyes. A marvelous ode to what must be a very special person. I am afraid if I met them, my first inclination would be to smell their hair....I am only a man Neville and not much of one of those. I love your voice my brother, it soothes me and it brings me news of your world. To beat the band for sure.

[Neville]

The nose and almost all it contains is a very special organ and being a bloke sir, you will know all about that .. and Walt Disney of course made millions out of them.... It seems like an age since we hooked up Crowley but am so glad glad ya found me.. Luv ya comment up there my friend... Hope all is good in your world and stay safe now ya hear :)

[Just Kim]

all i have to say is LOL,
Wonderful written

[Neville]

what more could a guy ask.... thank you kindly n true :)