The Scent of Wonder: Quadrille

The child peppered the sky with questions,

Why do my tears and the ocean taste salty?

Why does this plant taste like lemon,

but my cat smells like nutmeg?

A moon-breeze carried the scent of roses and wonder–

she understood then, everything is connected.

 

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This is for dVerse. Kim has asked us to write a quadrille using some form of the word pepper in honor of the 50th Anniversary of the Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.

 

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39 thoughts on “The Scent of Wonder: Quadrille

    • I guess we are in sync because I really wanted to try a Kerfe-style collage to go with this, but I don’t have time right now.
      My Ricky cat has a little bit of a spicy smell, but I always thought my younger daughter’s cat smelled like nutmeg and cinnamon. πŸ™‚

  1. I remember my daughter peppering the sky with questions, probably similar to ones I asked when I was a child. But aren’t they wonderful? And it’s amazing to see the light bulb burn brightly when they join the dots!

  2. Aw, this was so sweet, Merril.
    When you spoke of a little girl looking up, this made me visualize, “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds” and how John Lennon said it was not about LSD but about his son, Sean and his describing a crayon picture he did. πŸ™‚
    The scent of cats always reminds me of my grandmother’s sweaters. Funny, huh? She didn’t own any cats. . .
    My little brochure or booklet I used at the battered women’s shelter (which I wrote and illustrated) was titled “Nutmeg and Cinnamon” about two girl critters who met at a shelter. They looked like gerbils and guinea pigs.
    One’s father touched her undervher nightgown and her tummy felt all jumbled up inside. The other’s mother slapped and often berated her, so confused why she couldn’t stay with her meek and mild father. It was simply to open a conversation up to what their home life was like.

    • Thank you, Robin. This was one of those poems that just came to me very quickly. My daughter’s cat that she had when she was a child (he died her senior year in high school) really did smell like cinnamon and nutmeg. I think all our cats have a different scent. I obviously spend a lot of time with my face in their hair. πŸ˜‰

      • I sometimes out my face up to my friend Jenny’s cats I watch while they are out of town. She smells my breath and while I sit on the sofa she “nuzzles” my hair and back of my head! I always thought they just smelled like cats. I will try to see if they have a scent. πŸ™‚

      • Aww, her calico older cat is named Kira. What’s your hair-sniffing cat called, Merril? πŸ™‚
        I once wrote about her naughty cats but actually Tayla is the younger more guilty of pranks and spilling and dropping things so I hear a crash in the night or come home to their place and see a tray tipped over! Silly cats! πŸ˜‰

      • Mickey is the white cat who sniffs my hair. We say he is my husband’s cat. πŸ™‚ Ricky the grey-striped cat is my baby. They are both goofy and adorable.

      • Aw, thanks for sharing their names with me, Merril. Goofy and adorable is what we all need a bit more of, less serious stuff or warm creatures to hold. xo

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