Iliterate Poet

A dumping ground for my works in progress.

28 Jan 2011

The Perfumer

The perfumer in the perfumery parlour,
Performing his perfuming.
Creating and chasing,
Mixing and stirring,
Pouring and whirling,
Until that thing has been found.
From up in a tree, from down in the ground,
The perfumer picking and plucking,
Jumping and ducking.
chasing not displacing the harmony.
the perfect perfumer performing for glee.
The peaceful performance of the free.

4 comments:

I read this several times mostly because I enjoyed the way it sounded rolling off my tongue :) Love it
 
Hello Diana, Thanks for your kind comment.
 
The alchemist at work. Love this one, thank you.
 
LOVELY!!!

Mpenny
 

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