Breathe

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shower cascades down as
steam rises it brings
a delicious moment
and i inhale the
fragrance of
vanilla

it carries me along
as the breeze does
a flight of fancy
eyes closed
i lean toward
a revery

i breathe in the scent
of candles of
fresh vanilla sent
to me of you
and your
memory

found in a distant past
to the smell of
baking in your
kitchen with
warm cookies
but alas

i realize you are gone
but you are here
and really never
far as i inhale
always your
vanilla

This is for dVerse Poets Pub at at http://dversepoets.com/the-craft-of-poetry/

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she stood very still
behind the building
breathing steadily with
her heart pounding
loud inside her ears
and she waited

she didn’t like school
no one noticed her as
she simply walked to
the end of the hallway
so she could get away
and she ran

she kept running until
she was here just past
the last classrooms
the playground where
the big kids played
and she stopped

what to do, where to go
would they look for her
she was in trouble
hours now it must be
but no one came to see
and she was alone

she decided to go back
back across the empty
asphalt playground
back to the building
classroom and back
down the hallway

just as she arrived
tired and scared
the teacher was calling
all the kids in as
though she never left
and was always there

When you are five years old and decide to make your escape from Kindergarten the world becomes a very big place. To this day I’m not sure they knew I had gone.

This is for dVerse Poets Pub at at http://dversepoets.com/tag/memory/