Hopeful anticipation.

An aroma of hope rises in the air, soft and inviting,
gently calling forth a sense of anticipation;
drawing it up from the deep well of my being.
It does not yet contain the scent of present joy,
for it is carried on the distant winds of future days,
providing only hints of a sweet fragrance
floating down through time,
the smoke of incense
swimming in the breeze.

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  • qasimdharamsy on Dec 26, 2009

    Very Nice…i like it…

  • ken bultman on Dec 26, 2009

    Hopefully the passing of time will not defoul the promise of pleasant
    sensations.

  • Joie Schmidt on Dec 26, 2009

    Lovely.

    Blessings.

    Sincerely,

    -Liane Schmidt.

  • LOVELYHONEY on Dec 26, 2009

    gr8888888888888
    lovely

  • Darla Cooke on Dec 26, 2009

    Nice poem.

  • jaysonv on Dec 26, 2009

    what a wonderful poem..

  • Casey Mack on Dec 26, 2009

    Mmm, the sweet, elusive scent of eternity in a better place. It’s good to catch whiffs of it now and then.

  • Poetic Enigma on Dec 26, 2009

    Lovely poem, very well expressed!

  • Katie Marie on Dec 26, 2009

    Hmmm. Interesting interpretation Casey. I didn’t have that in mind but if that’s what it spoke to you, I guess that was what you needed from it.

  • Mr Ghaz on Dec 27, 2009

    “An aroma of hope rises in the air, soft and inviting”.wow! really nice words..lol..Lovely poem!, I loved it! well done my friend. cheers 8) 8)

  • cutedrishti8 on Dec 27, 2009

    Wonderful Poem…

  • alc on Dec 28, 2009

    Great write! Thanks for the share!

  • STEVE666 on Dec 28, 2009

    Always amazed at you beautiful imagery, Katie.

  • Roberta J. Morrison on Dec 30, 2009

    so beautiful, katie.

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