There Is The Smell

November 13, 2013 at 6:43 am (Dominic Alapat, Poetry)

of freshness in the morning

of moisture in the air…

the empty roads

the cars still in slumber

and the buildings with

no signs of life yet

I am reminded of yellow flowers

fallen on the ground

the smell I can taste on my tongue

and gardens fill up my mind

with dew

just then on the snaking stretch of grey road

from my window

a man appears walking slowly

easy step by easy step

and the curled up street

slowly begins to wake.

– Dominic Alapat

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