Smell Haunting
by
Lëaf Ednïwinga
·
2 November 2020
Poem
I walked in
And the smell
Took me back
Like a time-travel machine
To a place
Where I crept in fear
From room to room
Skulked in the smoke,
And drank bitter nutmeg potions
Just to keep my battered mind sane.
So don’t flash your blinding lights
Don’t tell me to look happy
And get rid of the sadness in my eyes
The only thing that will calm me, I know
Is the strong and gentle touch of your hand.
The sweet rustle
Of your whisper in my ear
When I open my tearful eyes
Yours, looking back in mine
Are the only thing that’s clear.
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Lëaf Ednïwinga
Artist, dreamer, coffee addict, vagabond traveler and world's most creative adrenaline junkie. I'm in love with poetry & dream to spend my days writing Steampunk fantasy, drinking tea & drawing what butterfly wings look like under a microscope.
I have always been most drawn to writing about legends, whether that's retelling them or completely re-imagining them, because there is so much mystery and potential there. I believe that the most inspiration comes from our darkest days, not the ones where we are happiest, because if we are happy, we don't have much to write about. A few years ago, I spent over 9 months in Karaganda, Kazakhstan where I taught EFL during the day and wrote poetry by night. During that time I was at a really fragile point in my life, so writing was really my only escape. I wrote over 200 poems during my time there, which sparked my love of the genre. I don't follow any particular type of poetry or rules, I just write what feels right, sometimes all rhyming, sometimes only partially or internally rhyming, and sometimes not rhyming at all. Besides reading other authors' poetry, I am most inspired by Hans Christian Andersen's and Grimm's Fairytales, and well-written modern fantasies. I like a style that is reminiscent of Tolkien as well as fantasies that borrow a lot of material from preexisting fairy tales, folk legends and mythology. My writing strengths, as told to me by those who have read my work, are a great talent for visual description, especially in my poetry, for example, putting words together that conjure up vivid imagery in people's minds. I like to call that "word-art."
I write about people's emotions, I describe feelings that they know very well but can't put into words, and that is why my writing is personal and easy to identify with.
One by one, the poems come down
From their flight on high
Like so many wild, winging birds
And alight on my paper, mine at last.
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Such an interesting poem. would not want to be taken back to a place like the one you describe. Would rather be looking into those clear eyes!