Dreams in Lavender seasoning


Summer sachets of lavender longing
in linen a smell of southern Provence
my dreams are still warm in its seasoning

The sunset of tangerine glistening
butterflies dancing — we tasted the scent
from flowery fields of lavender longing.

Breathless we forgot all the reasoning
we melted as one in mutual consent
to dreams that are warm from its seasoning

From summer to a barefoot awakening
In drizzle and rain but I haven’t yet spent
all my sachets of lavender longing

So when clouds above are a-thickening
I burrow myself and sleeping I’m sent
to dreaming the warmth of its seasoning

Savor the nights when we were listening
to nocturnal moths swirling emotions
into sachets of lavender longing
My dreams are still warm from its seasoning


Hannah wants us to ponder the Lavender fields of France and Britain at Toads, and that gave me an opportunity of playing around with the Villanelle, going with very slanted rhymes, and less stringent meter than I usually do..

January 31, 2014

28 responses to “Dreams in Lavender seasoning

  1. Hi Bjorn, I think you are quite brave writing poetry in a second language. All the nuances have to written through … wish I could read your poetry in your native tongue. Anyway, fine use of the lavender as a grace-note throughout. Sorry you couldn’t comment on my blog, we’re both WordPress, dunno what’s up there …

    • I think I might have ended up in the spam-filter. If you go to comments on your dashboard you will find them kept there.. Have happened to me a few times too… I love your time-poem on the open platform so I left a very long comment. I will share some Swedish poetry again sometimes.. 🙂

  2. very nicely constructed
    dreamy and sensuous
    peppered with alliteration

    i haven’t tried a villanelle in a long time

    cheers
    jzb

  3. Oh!! This is just gorgeous, Bjorn…the form you employed works so well. My favorite is this:

    “The sunset of tangerine glistening
    butterflies dancing — we tasted the scent
    from flowery fields of lavender longing.”

    A scent one can taste, indeed.

    Thank you so much for joining, Bjorn!

  4. I love this, Bjorn. I joined the playful group and romped along with them. I do like the Lavender Fields, we too saw a lot of them in Provence. None ever in Britain.
    ..

  5. I admire your skill with the villanelle form, which creates a particularly nostalgic mood in this poem.
    I haven’t yet spent
    all my sachets of lavender longing…. Beautiful!

  6. I love the villanelle form ~ I thought the refrain is excellent:

    into sachets of lavender longing
    My dreams are still warm from its seasoning

  7. You are so good with these repeating forms that scare the hell out of me; you make it so smooth and easy! This is just beautiful.
    Best wishes you across the miles, for a wonderful birthday!
    xo Marian

  8. Bjorn thanks for dropping to read my Lavender response; its really about surgery i had in June 2001; you might like to read it again

    have a nice week

    much love…

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