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her Rose Hips
Her Rose Hips
A most beautiful scent suffused me
on a bus ride to Shangri la.
A lady in Hijab heaven
sat in a lovely spot
Just in front of my seat.
Hair in scarf
but face open to the world.
She was a garden of perfume
Whose scent smelled powerfully of roses.
Gorgeous and strong
As the aroma of
The hanging gardens of Babylon
But with a Southern Gothic fragrance
Whose bouquet is the floral nape
Of a misty-eyed enchantress
A most beautiful scent suffused me
on a bus ride to Shangri la.
A lady in Hijab heaven
sat in a lovely spot
Just in front of my seat.
Hair in scarf
but face open to the world.
She was a garden of perfume
Whose scent smelled powerfully of roses.
Gorgeous and strong
As the aroma of
The hanging gardens of Babylon
But with a Southern Gothic fragrance
Whose bouquet is the floral nape
Of a misty-eyed enchantress
Published 14th Aug 2022
| Edited 15th Aug 2022
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14th Aug 2022 4:58am
14th Aug 2022 5:14am
Very glad you enjoyed this faithmairee. Bus rides often give me a surprise. This woman's perfume made an ordinary bus ride into a scented passage to Shangri la.
John
John
14th Aug 2022 5:28am
Sounds wonderful! Bus rides always did it for me that is until I got my first set of wheels..lol!
14th Aug 2022 5:55am
Once upon a time, I had a set of wheels that took me all the way across the country. Sometimes i miss being behind the wheel. But now I don't pay repairs, car insurance, and no accidents that are my fault. Maybe one day I'll find my way into the driver's seat again. :)
John
John
14th Aug 2022 6:10am
Maybe you will! At times I wish I didn't drive for many of the reasons you mentioned here. I am just so darned independent and where I live, the county is just so long you almost have to own a car to go anywhere. That is unless you use taxi service are the local buses.
I miss trans continental drives. They were a meditation. And the adventure of crossing the Texas Panhandle only to arrive in New Mexico with the mountains soon to be seen. That were my salad days. It sounds like where you live having a car is necessary. And the feeling of independence you get behind the wheel sounds awesome. And thanks so very much for the RL. Great to know this poem left such an impression.
John
John
14th Aug 2022 6:53am
Susan thank you from the depths of my heart and the core of my soul for the RL. Love knowing this appealed to you. :)
Xo
John
Xo
John
You're so very welcome, my darling.
Roses are my personal favorite, for many profoundly impactful reasons, so your poem instantly grabbed my attention.
I remember using this perfume in college called 'Tea Rose" that smelled so realistic; this poem had me instantly flash upon that memory. I think I'll search to see if they still make it!! I currently use a lightly rose scented hand lotion that just makes me so so very happy to apply.... hahaha...
Nowadays the roses you can buy from most florists, etc are mostly bred to look pretty but sadly without their wonderful rose scent. I recently went to a somewhat local botanical garden that specifically had a rose garden so I could see AND smell their true beauty. Finding roses growing in FL is not usual because we're just too hot, so to get the opportunity to walk through a whole garden filled with nothing but roses had me on cloud nine!!
I love that you had such a truly warming and amazingly aromatic visceral experience with your fellow bus passenger. I'm sure she would have loved knowing how she brightened your day! I know I was delighted to read your retelling.
Thank you for sharing your experience, it was so lovely, John
🌹-💙
Susan
Roses are my personal favorite, for many profoundly impactful reasons, so your poem instantly grabbed my attention.
I remember using this perfume in college called 'Tea Rose" that smelled so realistic; this poem had me instantly flash upon that memory. I think I'll search to see if they still make it!! I currently use a lightly rose scented hand lotion that just makes me so so very happy to apply.... hahaha...
Nowadays the roses you can buy from most florists, etc are mostly bred to look pretty but sadly without their wonderful rose scent. I recently went to a somewhat local botanical garden that specifically had a rose garden so I could see AND smell their true beauty. Finding roses growing in FL is not usual because we're just too hot, so to get the opportunity to walk through a whole garden filled with nothing but roses had me on cloud nine!!
I love that you had such a truly warming and amazingly aromatic visceral experience with your fellow bus passenger. I'm sure she would have loved knowing how she brightened your day! I know I was delighted to read your retelling.
Thank you for sharing your experience, it was so lovely, John
🌹-💙
Susan
Susan, your scent journey into the botanical garden sounded heavenly made even more so by your connection to the rose fragrance from your college days. Never knew roses didn't adapt so well to the Florida heat. But is makes sense completely. Great that that garden is there for when you need to bask in that familiar floral scent. The ladies on the bus, there were two ladies in hijabs, made my day wonderful. I just bathed in their aroma and felt their perfumed femininity. Such a beautiful feeling this was. Thank you for sharing your memory journey from my words. Imagining you in that rose fragrance was also a wonderful feeling.
Xo
John
Xo
John
