The scents so wafting down
and down to stir my very soul
a soul so moved by mulling spices.
Spices fragrantly intoxicating,
cider intoxicates my fabric mind
minding the limited time of its run,
running warm within my mug.
In a list
A contest entry
- Candle Titles... by Lj-.
525 points, ended October 7, 2008, 26 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Let me know How this makes you feel, what do you think?
Comments
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Good imagery.
I can almost smell it.
Thank you for your entry,
Best of luck.
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hot mulled cider and a wreath surrounding a Yankee Candle - just the ticket for these shortening days.


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Formenting thoughts on the mulling processes that sooths the mind and spirit in reading. Nice motivational relating and a fine fit for the prompt.Mugs up!




