Psychologists speak
of scent evoked memory
echoing years ahead
like your yearly calls
come Spring,
as the earth erupts,
heady hyacinth
daffodil
petals
cherry blossoms
like snow,
much sweetness,
not so your words
tangled, slurred,
conveying winter’s frost
in mangled syllables.
end 1/31/2017
S. Darlington
Categories: Daily Prompt, poems
