Scent of Summer

Oh, the scent
inhale and exhale damp
earth; snow patches melting. Woodsy smell
trees swaying in morning breeze. Algae blooms, lake crisp
water bright; a fragrance of summer.
Freshly cut grass invites
in urban and rural.
A whiff of rain cannot compete with
undiluted cow dung. Countryside air filled with
spices; barbecue a distraction.
Inbreathe, rosehip sprouts
in summer.

Note: Finnish summer is short. We spend more time outdoors than indoors. So, I revert to my blogging schedule of posting once a week, that is, on Mondays.

Sanaa Rizvi of A Dash of Sunny provides inspiration “Nothing is more memorable than Scent” with her Prompt Nights. If you have time, please do check out her magnificent and informative poetry blog.

28 thoughts on “Scent of Summer

  1. You capture so many great scents. The cow dung made me laugh. I thought I was the only one who associated cow dung with summer (spring). I guess not! Good for you for backing off to posting once a week – Enjoy your summer! πŸ™‚

  2. This is really nice. All the descriptions of the various scents drew me into the piece, LOL, even the cow dung. That was a nice bit of realism that made the poem feel more alive.

  3. Wonderful! It is a running joke in my family ..whenever we smell cow dung we take a deep breath and declare ” Aaahhhh….fresh air!” lol πŸ˜€ XXX

  4. Nothing better than the scent of summer. For some reason it always takes me back to my childhood when life was much simpler–such pleasant memories evoked here. Enjoy your summer Khaya!! I’ll have to note to come here on Mondays.

  5. a sensual delight this,
    but I am not sure about the undiluted cow dung smell, ha!! I much prefer the scent of damp earth just after the first rains especially, i think its called petrichor

    1. Thanks Victoria for the visit and reading. Officially, it’s spring here too but we’re already experiencing hot/summer temperatures. Enjoy your day walks with the dogs, and gardening. πŸ™‚

    1. Isn’t it spectacular to be in nature and inhaling the mix of scents as seasons change! And yes, the happy days of wandering in the wild and chasing solitude are here. Thanks Josh for reading, and cheers to hiking. πŸ™‚

  6. I could live in the scents of this poem, Khaya… “whiff of… undiluted cow dung” and everything! The whole thing makes me miss home. In the best of ways. β™₯β™₯β™₯

    1. Aha! you love cow dung too. :-), a scent of home for me as well. I’m so glad I’ve managed to evoke that wonderful feel and scent of home. You’re welcome to inhale as much as you need here, there’s plenty.β™₯β™₯β™₯

  7. Whistles!! ❀❀ this is absolutely incredible πŸ˜€ such a wondrous array of scents in your poem feels like a feast for the senses πŸ˜€ especially love “Algae blooms, lake crisp
    water bright; a fragrance of summer.” Beautifully executed πŸ˜€

    Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights πŸ˜€ and for your constant love and support ??

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