Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Scents of childhood

Sap of sugar cane
Freshly cut, sun-warm

White coated cookies
crunchy with each bite

Rice cakes stirred brown with
molasses, sticky treat

Purple yam, yoked with milk
drizzled with young coconut

Goat cheese on fresh buns,
fried bananas on bamboo stick

Guavas and star apples,
cooling the afternoon heat

But always, smell of sugar
piping tropical air

Brings me back, running small
under banana trees









Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Empire of Scents -  This is our last Poetics before we take our summer break from July 1-17, 2016.    
See you all when the pub opens again on July 18!!  Thanks for the visit.

39 comments:

  1. I knew you would put those perfect images of scent... the sugar of youth.. there is something so perfect in that sap.

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  2. Your post is magical and your pic looks delicious. Something I've never had. So much can trigger so many moments past.

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  3. Oh, yum! How delicious - none of these are familiar to me from my childhood, but I could certainly bite into any of them now!

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  4. I love these sweet smells of sweets from your childhood and the image of a small you running under banana trees. I haven't had these as a child but when the Filipino community has festivals, I have tried and enjoyed many of them. Now I can equate them with a childhood. You've opened my world.

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  5. I've just eaten my dinner, and now you've made me hunger for something sweet. Such a rich cornucopia (and I adore molasses).

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  6. Sweet and wonderful! There's a certain magic to this. My mouth is truly watering . . . :)

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  7. Such a wonderful water-color painting of the tropics!

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  8. Yummy--quite a contrast to Bjorn's outhouse poem that I just read. You've shared delicious scent-laden memories and now I want a Napoleon!Thanks for the delightful prompt.

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  9. Lovely poem... It's interesting how a certain smell or sound instantly bring your mind back to the innocent time of your life.... (Hot fresh caramel popcorn does that to me.. :)

    peace and love
    1ManView

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  10. Beautiful memories of a golden (and very sweet!) childhood!

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  11. Now I'm hungry for one of these sweet treats!

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  12. Now I'm hungry for one of these sweet treats!

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  13. Vivid memories Grace, recalled with such affection..

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  14. Oh my, my mouth is watering and my tummy is rumbling....these scents sound absolutely divine :-)

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  15. THIS POST MADE ME THINK OF MY FAVORITE MEAL, GOATS CHEESE,PURE HONEY, EGG WHITES AND TOAST. THANK YOU
    https://perfectlyleah.wordpress.com/2016/06/29/summers-fragrances/

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  16. Sweet, friend Grace ... let's dance ... https://www.youtube.com/embed/eNak_HkPupo?rel=0&controls=0&showinfo=0 ... Love, cat.

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  17. Scents sure can bring memories back with each smell

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  18. This is absolutely gorgeous writing, Grace :D I feel as though transported into your memories. Beautifully executed.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  19. You must miss the smells of your childhood...Canada certainly doesn't have those smells of the tropics.

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  20. Awwee this brings back a lot of memories. Guavas, star apples, banana cues... and is that champorado? This is wonderful, Grace! Smiles :)

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  21. What wonderful memories, wonderful work. I enjoyed being able to be transported to that time, that place in the sun with all those delectable scents.

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  22. More pleasant scents, I'm sure. I wouldn't know; have no sense of smell. But these words play beautifully with each other, Grace!

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  23. Vivid, but somewhat unfamiliar scents. Your poetics make my lack of familiarity insignificant. They came through in a real way.

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  24. I don't have the sense to remember the scent of my childhood--other than blood, I remember bleeding a lot until I came to be 6' 250 pounds. i haven't done much bleeding since then--by then though unfortunately my olfactory pipe had been knocked scentless.

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  25. Most of them sound familiar though the names might differ among countries. Certainly Grace,it brings back loads of memories!

    Hank

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  26. Ahhh, your growing-up smells lovely!

    =)

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  27. Love this Grace and the napoleones look really delicious!! Love the picture!!

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  28. I wanted to taste every bite of this. Just bought a purple yam the other day and haven't tried it yet. This was a scrumptious write, bringing smells and tastes alive.

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  29. There have been times I've picked up a scent that returns me to where I once was.

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  30. Mmm..this makes my mouth water!

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  31. Beautiful poem. Thanks.

    Greetings from London.

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  32. VERY late reading :( But loving these wonderful scents and images of the sources, while sipping my aromatic coffee this morn!

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  33. What a sweet way to end. Thanks for sharing your talents. Have a beautiful break.

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  34. This actually brings back some memories for me as well, and has me remembering some of the influential scents of my youth...

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