Wednesday, August 1, 2012


I'm sorry about the birthday present.
I love candles, but I don't love
the smell of Pink Dragon Fruit.
Most of the time, I tolerate
its sweet aroma, but sometimes
a whiff of beer trickles through
the air. Before I know it, I'm
in the Caribbean Islands drinking
from a tall glass with a pink umbrella,
lounging on the white sandy beaches
with not a care in the world. I'm
hula dancing on grass tables, and I
can't hula dance, but who cares?
The world is mine, I am the world
when bitten by this pink dragon. I
touch the rim with my fingertips
knowing if I falter, an apology
won't allay the breadth of emotion
burning in this little whick.

@laurie kolp

Prompt inspirations:
Poetry Jam- Give a Verb Its Day
3WW- emotion, falter, touch


joanne said...

wonderful flight of fancy!

Brian Miller said...

nice grit under the surface on this...yep, you def dont want to fall there....and dont need temptation as simple as a candle...

Susan said...

I see the need to be strong, but also to touch the rim -as your narrator does--and have the fantasy--as your does
I love this line:
"The world is mine, I am the world
when bitten by this pink dragon." How can you not love that? And who would you apologize to? May we all have these wild moments this side of sanity where a little which could hint at so much.

Day Dreamer said...

Aromas are like that sometimes...triggering memories! Calgon take me away :) I love this!

Peggy said...

Sounds like a pretty good aroma to me if it can take you on flights like this. Did you mean to set the first line over to the side of the photo? Have never heard of this aroma--will have to seek it out and take a wiff!

Ellecee said...

I loved taking this flight with you. Sounds like a great escape and all from a sensuous scent.

Daydreamertoo said...

Temptation is always there champing at the bit, isn't it. Even in something as innocent as the scent from a candle. Loved the imagery of hula dancing on grass tables and not even being able to hula dance but too drunk (I'm guessing) to care.
On the surface this is lighthearted but, I sense the deeper meaning too.
Lovely write again Laurie.

Suz said...

oh that was satisfying
and you led me straight down the path of lines

Sheilagh Lee said...

Aromas really can bring back memories when I smell lily of the valleys or roses I think of my grandmother.

oldegg said...

It is amazing what prompts a memory and then your mood can change as long forgotten thoughts come flooding back.

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Nicely done. I SO want to see you hula dancing on grass tables! If I can't sleep, it's your fault!

Mary said...

I enjoyed the stream of consciousness in this poem. I felt as if I was inside your mind on this poetic journey.

jaerose said...

'I am the world when bitten by this pink dragon'..fantastic line..seems like the hook upon which to hang the apology..also very enticing..jae

Loredana Donovan said...

Lots of layers to this poem ... the temptation yet staying strong ... well written and imaginative :)

Kateri said...

The memories that a smell can bring the last few lines especially.

Carol Steel 5050 said...

The sense of smell links to our most primal memories and the most basic parts of our old brain. Powerful write. The pink dragon images are great.

Mary Ann Blinkhorn said...

a fine poem... said...

wonderfully written, though i hope the necessity to apologize doesn't arise.

Mary Mansfield said...

Sometimes that faint of whiff of something is just enough to take us on a brief mental journey, a trip that you captured so well!

Paige + Shauna said...

enjoyed the layering of your poem,
the natural tone ...excellent.

Margaret said...

You gotta watch those "tall glasses with pink umbrellas!"