blossoms

the big tree in front of Mom's house.

nature yet lives,

in a small town.

the apricot tree blooms,

like so much popcorn,

this bittersweet spring.

it's fragrance awakens

an olfactory memory,

of warm cobbler on Sunday,

from a simpler time.

Author's Note

An attempt at a poetry form i don't know the name of.


photo by Moi.

Reviews

[Penlady]

How gorgeous! I'm not up on all the poetry forms but am learning. I'd say your poem is free style, straight from the heart and full of deep feeling. It is the basis for many poet's beginnings. Just lovely, John, delicate and touching. I can see and feel it. The fragrance is breathtaking.

[Mockingbird]

i love the free verse style of poetry; i find it the most expressive. this evokes the fragrances that linger in our memory and can even conjure up whenever we want. it's nice that you can associate the fragrance of the blossoms to another time, perhaps in your childhood. and when you think of your childhood you can smell the aroma of your mom's cobbler on sunday. i think olfactory stimuli is the most powerful trigger for memory. excellent poem.

[paul]

beautiful wording.

[Hayley]

Stunning. I like the mixture of the cobbler taste and scent with the popcorn- which is salty and satisfying, while the cobbler sweet. Nice parallel to emotion.
Spring is a time that is bittersweet to me as well. This is superb work!

[...Relic...]

Great poem with lots of feeling packed into nine lines. The simple things of nature hold so much punch in describing our feelings. "From a simpler time" is a great line. You're an excellent poet.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Like it, John. Very short, but so descriptive at the same time.

[MOON]

When life blossomed and was less complicated, beautiful.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

enrapturing imagery~

[Marie]

Very nice...image of the apricot tree is beautiful. I would hesitate to call this form free verse, yet I don't know what else would fit. Other more knowlegeble poets may.

[Ed Hart]

man-oh-man, how i hunger for blossoms and simpler times...thanks for the memories