3:15 Experiment Poem: 8/04/02 Jasmine & Jaguar plus YouTube
August 4, 2002 3:15am
the night blooming jasmine’s scent
climbs the walls finds the window
jumps inside invades my bed
like the tide it is stronger
certain times of the evening
right after dusk like the datura
it muscles its way in
it spends the year preparing
for this gathering its energy
then pouring it out
summer in a burst
if driving the freeways now
top down be prepared
it can go freeway speeds
overwhelm you with desire
knock you out with fragrance
be careful too at home
combined with gardenia tuberose
your dreams jungle like
tropical you become
a jaguar awake in the
morning disturbed aroused
charged the heady scent
in your self conscious
causing your ego to make demands
to know no limits
the jasmine’s power in your
blood having traveled the
oxygen in your cells
changing you forever
This is a poem from the 3:15 Experiment where crazy poets everywhere wake to write in the middle of the night, half awake, half asleep. To join us, to learn more, or to read other 315 poems, go here.
It’s also posted in response to the prompt from readwritepoem to write about smell, and you’re invited to take a ride on the Poetry Train!
Wish me luck–I’m trying to get this up with audio/musical/art track via garage band and whatever else I can find!
AUGUST 4 update–Click below to view the you tube I made of the poem with music and images!
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I like where you take us with this scent…
This is very powerful. Nicely done.
Cool, datura like dream episode from scent straight into the back brain poem. Experiment very successful so far I would say. That one really swirled up into my brain too. Communication achieved on many levels. Now go back to bed, haha, wonderful poem.
Love the speed of the scent and the image of the jaguar — this is really good
I like this, you storytelling and intermingling of sweet jasmine and rough Jaguar exhaust fumes. Very descriptive. Good write.
-Nicole
Very engrossing. This is good!
yellowed piece of paper
That seems like kite a sorounding smell!
Thank you everyone, for responding to my poem!
Cool, Nathan, that you caught the speed and stealth of the jasmine then the jaguar!
Ravenswing, I hadn’t thought about the jaguar car but I see the leap there in my 315 mind from fwy speeds to jaguar car to the animal!
Really love this:
‘your dreams jungle like
tropical you become
a jaguar awake in the
morning disturbed aroused’
Fab.
Finally, the ultimate creative medium is to be unleased unto an awaiting world. No bounds. No borders.
The universe is yours.
thanks Julia! do you ever post any of your “real” film projects?
thanks, david, you’re very sweet. don’t let me get too big of a head!
You capture the amazing power of Jasmine!!
I always smell it before i see it.
Thanks for this very alive poem!!
Saul Bellow said: “You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write.”