Today Has Its Own Smell

Today has its own smell
Dreams of hope and wishing well
Tomorrow dresses up for town
My coin now stuck half way down
Call the driver to bring the car
The engine cold and near is too far
Wave to children playing games
And elderly dancing walking frames
It is always the start or end you see
With nowhere nice in-between to be
But here’s to eau de cologne today
When tomorrow is only a sniff away

Poetry by Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-01-04 at 13:50

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Great pictures all in the moment and all joyful in a simple frivolous way. Perfect!

At 48°C it sure does! No denyin' it :_)

Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
You brought to mind the smell of my momma's kitchen. The aroma's of fried chicken, fresh green beans, and cornbread all being cooked on a Sunday after church. That's my childhood full of wonderful smells and carefree days. Today, what do I create for my grandchildren as I have no kitchen of my own. The aromas will be occasional baked cookies or peanut butter fudge made in their mother's kitchen by me and them together. And what of tomorrow's aromas? Not so many I suspect. Your poetry takes me on a journey. I love it.

Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
This is a very good poem. To me, it tells me to enjoy today.
The very unique smell of today, which will be different from tomorrow and every other day. Thank you for sharing.

Enjoyed read.