Funereal Flowers

adashofsunny Prompt Nights – Nothing is more memorable than Scent by Sanaa Rizvi

 

It smells like quiet
the quality of stillness
hard like steel
indenting my skin…
and gladiolas
sword-shaped leaves,
spikes that pierce the air
but leave no fragrance
carnations, too, smell
like absence,
but the roses –
roses always smell
of loss, of tears,
of longing and sorrow…
as I walk into the church
and stand before a casket.

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10 thoughts on “Funereal Flowers

  1. roses always smell
    of loss, of tears,
    of longing and sorrow…

    Oh Debi, this poem is so beautifully touching to the heart and soul. I admire how you have associated the feeling of pain and loss with the fragrance of roses and carnations. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love & support ❤❤

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  2. An affecting depiction of scent! Both the first and last lines hit hard. I had to catch my breath with “roses always smell of loss, of tears, of longing…” Roses are my favourite flowers, and I’ve never associated with funerals but orchids. Beautiful write, Debi!

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