Wild strawberry scent
Lingering childhood moment
Lost foreverness
TJ’s Household Haiku: Perfume (Scent)/Lost
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Stuff and what if... 
Foreverness…is that a thing? If so, I like it!
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Yes, it is. I looked it up before using it. Ha ha! 🙂
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Good for you!
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That’s a lovely haiku. It’s amazing how certain scents can take us back to distinct memories.
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Thank-you, Suzanne. My scent memory of picking wild strawberries goes back to when I was five years old. Interesting! 🙂
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Wow. That’s quite a scent memory.
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Wonderful haiku; nicely illustrated.
The word [foreverness] was new to me (and to the WP spelling checker) also. Thanks to appearing soon after [childhood] and right after [lost], it took on a poignant connotation for me that makes it much more interesting than being merely an unusual synonym for [eternity]. Children sometimes assume that things always have been and always be as they are (well, seem to be) now. The loss of that illusion can be painful.
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Thank-you, Mellow. First time that I’ve had my poetry analyzed so eloquently. You were spot on. My intention was to feel my way through expressing the loss of foreverness of a young child (me) when nearby wild strawberry fields were lost, but the scent triggers the memory. I remember (at five years old) being taken by my older brother (rowing across Cherry Lake) to a magnificent wild strawberry field. Never to be seen again due to a flash flood that wiped out the area and almost our house. Appreciate your wonderful comment. ❤
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Shakespeare invented huge numbers of words we use everyday. Foreverness must be your contribution to the English Language. Brilliant.
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Actually the word just came to me, but I did find it was in existence and not grammatically incorrect. Maybe, it’s just not used used too often. 🙂
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Very whimsical. Olga. I love it. 🙂
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Thank-you, Judy. ❤
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You are welcome, Olga 🙂
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how oft have I found
foreverness lost… so sad
will man ever learn
wild strawberries
I prostrate myself to smell
remembered times
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Thank-you Mick for your two offerings. Nicely done! ❤
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My pleasure 🙂
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