Sunday, August 26, 2012

MAGIC POTION OF CHILDHOOD.


                                                     (Photo credit Borg de Nobel )

He was nothing short of a wizard
For us kids, he was a magician
And his room stacked with
Rows and rows of bottles filled
With liquids of various hues
Of Reds and Oranges
Gleaming in the overhead light
A lone bulb dangling from the ceiling
Adding to the mysterious aura of the room
We got sick, just to drink 
This magic potion he prepared...
Be it a simple cough and cold
Or a viral fever
He mixed tonics from various bottles
And they tasted divine
Nothing like medicine!

 For - dVerse ~Poetics
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22 comments:

  1. Brian MillerAugust 26, 2012 at 10:30 PM

    huh, interesting fellow...he would have to be magic to make it not taste like medicine...ha...but that is good magic as a kid...

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  2. SilverGardeniaAugust 26, 2012 at 11:26 PM

    I like your take on the picture. I want a taste that potion now.

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    1. JANUAugust 28, 2012 at 5:44 PM

      :-) I would want to taste it too...but, the magician is long gone. Thanks SilverGardenia.

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  3. ClaudiaAugust 26, 2012 at 11:45 PM

    very cool...nothing better than someone who can mix a medicine that tastes sweet and does the healing anyway...i like...made me think of the druid from asterix and obelix...nice

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    1. JANUAugust 28, 2012 at 5:46 PM

      Yes, Claudia, some thing similar. Thank you.

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  4. smAugust 27, 2012 at 1:25 AM

    nice poem

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  5. The PoetAugust 27, 2012 at 6:21 AM

    Dear Poetess,
    My mum always had a magical way for making the medicine taste good. Her divine love was really all I needed (smile). Thank you for sharing my friend.

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  6. NoopurAugust 27, 2012 at 12:29 PM

    Nice post...

    http://apparitionofmine.blogspot.in/

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  7. Chapters From My LifeAugust 27, 2012 at 2:23 PM

    I would love to meet that fellow for my daughter, as she refuses to take any kind of medicine. Lovely poem :)

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    1. JANUAugust 28, 2012 at 5:51 PM

      I would have loved him to be around for my kids too...but, that's not possible. Thanks Farida.

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  8. Corinne RodriguesAugust 27, 2012 at 8:28 PM

    I want to know more about this guy, Janaki! :)

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    1. JANUAugust 28, 2012 at 5:52 PM

      Will tell you Corinne, when we meet in person. Thanks.

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  9. Web Design Company JaipurAugust 28, 2012 at 2:21 PM


    you’re a great professional for writing it, congrats.

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  10. IreneAugust 28, 2012 at 3:00 PM

    ooh love the whimsy in this post! <3 :-)

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  11. NelietaAugust 29, 2012 at 1:17 AM

    Great poem Janaki! I don`t of medicine :(

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  12. RimlyAugust 29, 2012 at 6:56 PM

    This takes me back to my childhood days when we used to drink all kinds of medicine just because they were sweet so much so that my mom had to hide medicines away from my and me.

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