Winter scent

Just a murmur of a scent — 
whispering as it passes in my nose —
announcing a chill with a hint
of pine (sweet as it burns) carrying
smokey remembrances of hot chocolate
afternoons on rising clouds 
of melting obligations.

Those fabled days — when white 
shrouded the world as far as
we could image — of mythic adventures
unfold like loosely packed snowballs
too ravishing for famished children
hungry to breathe in winter’s 
husky bite too often now.


Phillip Knight Scott | © 2019

Written for two prompts: BrewNSpew Cafe (“fable”) and Imaginary gardens with real toads (“scent”)

Published by Phillip Knight Scott

My name is Phillip. I live in North Carolina with my wife of 12 years and 5-year-old son. I am a Tar Heel born and bred and watch every Yankees game I can. I'm still searching for my own TARDIS. My first novel, "The Alien in the Backseat," is available now! https://amzn.to/3oVCG77

16 thoughts on “Winter scent

  1. Out here in Central Oregon’s high desert country we are heading into that wonderful time of the year … outdoor fires, pines.Time for embracing all that winter is, snow included!

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  2. This is absolutely stunning in its language and sensory images! Especially love; “smokey remembrances of hot chocolate
    afternoons on rising clouds of melting obligations.” Wow!! ❤️

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