Honeyed mellifluous words tinged with paprika
drip from your crushed cinnamon coloured lips
your vanilla skin with a touch of sea salt and saffron
is reminiscent of the theatrics of the Tuscan sunset
like a swollen river undulating through verdant vales
the need for you flows recklessly through my veins
sometimes you are zatar, at others garam masala
making my staid life a mural of flavours.
Written for dVerse poetics. Today’s host, Merril, has asked us to get spicy. Read about it here.
Also for moonwashed weekly challenge.
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Wonderful!
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Thanks a lot, Paula. 💖
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Swooning, Punam!
I love, “sometimes you are zatar, at others garam masala
making my staid life a mural of flavours.” ❤️. Now I’m kind of craving both. 🤣
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When I saw your prompt, I had decided I won’t write about cooking because I do that often. I am delighted that you enjoyed this, Merril! I love both zatar and garam masala when I am cooking…adds that extra oomph to the food! 😀
Thanks so very much and also for the glorious prompt. 💙
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You’re so welcome, Punam. I wasn’t going to write about cooking, but it happened. 🤣
They are great blends.
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That’s the beauty of writing.
They certainly are and Indians can’t do without garam masala! 😀
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😋🙂
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Punam, I wondered where you were taking this. Great title to a lovely poem.
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I am glad I didn’t disappoint! Thanks so much, Li. ❤️
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You’re very welcome ❤
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Stunning piece! I love your lines “sometimes you are zatar, at others garam masala
making my staid life a mural of flavours.” Thank you so much for joining in, Punam.
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So happy you liked it, Eugi! Thanks ever so much and my pleasure. 💖
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😉
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Oh I love this spicy poem Punam. 😍
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Yayy! Thank you! 🥰
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You’re welcome, always Punam.
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Where would we be without spices? Love the heat in this poem.
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I couldn’t last a day in my kitchen without them, Sarah. Glad you enjoyed the heat. 🙂
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My mouth is watering from the alliteration especially “crushed cinnamon coloured lips”! This is so very good!!
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Val, so delighted you enjoyed it! Thanks muchly! ❤️
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Wow Punam! Love how you used the flavours and spices to create some wonderful imagery and feelings here! 👌👌👏👏❤️❤️😁😁
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Ken, thanks very much! I loved writing to this prompt. 😊🙏🏼❤️🤗
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You could tell! 👍 I did too! 😁
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👍🏼😀
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Wow, you worked a lot of the prompt words in, it flowed very nicely. Great job.
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Thank you so much, Christopher.
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“sometimes you are zatar, at others garam masala”
So many moods so many flavours. Nice one Punam
Much💛love
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Gillena, thanks a lot. 💙
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The flavors of passion…every line is so vivid, I can’t pick a favorite. (K)
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Aww….thanks, Kerfe. ❤️
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Punam, good choice for the wanderer, “you are zatar.”
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Thanks a lot, Jim! I appreciate that! 😀
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“mellifluous” is one of those words you keep saying to yourself throughout the day. Why is that?
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Hmm… haven’t given it much thought. There must be a reason though.
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Beautiful
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Thank you.
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This is amazing! ❤
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Sylvia, thank you. ❤️
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I could feel the aroma and medley of spices intersperse within my soul.
What a gorgeous poetic rendition.
“your vanilla skin with a touch of sea salt and saffron
is reminiscent of the theatrics of the Tuscan sunset
like a swollen river undulating through verdant vales
the need for you flows recklessly through my veins.”
I’m drooling now. :))
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My dear Natasha, thanks ever so much! Much appreciated, dear. ❤️
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❤ ❤ Didn't get around to responding to your email, but yes, we will in the coming months. 🙂 hugs
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No worries. ♥️♥️ We sure will. 👍🏼😊
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My goodness this is absolutely splendid, Punam! 😀 I so love; “like a swollen river undulating through verdant vales the need for you flows recklessly through my veins.” 💘💘
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Sanaa, so happy you enjoyed it! Thanks ever so much. 💖💖
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Aww. Your words far outdid the lovely photo. Majestic!
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Selma, thank you! ❤️
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You are so at home with those spices that are still exotic to me. I love the colours in them and the words!
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Thanks a lot, Jane. I enjoy cooking and loved writing to this prompt. 🙂
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It sounded like it xxx
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🙂
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A beautiful spicy romantic poem. I love it.
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Dwight, thanks so much!
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You are welcome!
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A wonderful working of scents and flavours into your poem, Punam!
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Thanks a lot, Ingrid. ❤️
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Excellent piece Punam — very spicy… 🙂 ✌🏼❤️
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Rob, much appreciated..❤️🙂
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Every spice had it’s perfect place in this poem. Layers of imagery and flavours!
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Ah! Thanks a lot, Mish.
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Gorgeous and sensuously spiced!!!
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Thanks a lot, Helen.
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Oh yes, this is what happens when you fall for someone, your staid existence is turned on its head by an awakening of the senses.
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Indeed, Sean.
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Deliciously diverse, and beautiful. ❤️
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Thanks a lot, Jeff. ❤️
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Spicy indeed!
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Thanks a lot, Mou.
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Awesome imagery…sweet ‘n spicey😊
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Ah! Thanks so much, Suzette! Appreciate your visit. 😊🙏🏼
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such a spicy flavorful poem Punam. So clever and well done my friend!❣️🥰
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Thanks so much, Cindy. 🥰🥰
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you’re so welcome Punam❤️
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Yum!
“Honeyed mellifluous words tinged with paprika
drip from your crushed cinnamon coloured lips”
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Sara, thank you!
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