Poetry Friday: The Sense of Smell
The Poetry Friday Word/Theme for today centers on our sense of SMELL.
I’ve read articles that detail the link between smells and memories. From the HowStuffWorks site: “Because the olfactory bulb is part of the brain's limbic system, an area so closely associated with memory and feeling it's sometimes called the "emotional brain," smell can call up memories and powerful responses almost instantaneously.”
Tell us in your blog post today your observations, realizations, creative aspirations, and hallucinations when it comes to the sense of SMELL. Tell us a story…name the smell that gets you horny…write a poem about the smell of Autumn, or smelling your old boyfriends’ cologne on your new guy.
By the way, you smell really good today.
Have a good weekend, y’all!
13 Smells That Make Mona Swoon (in no particular odor…er…order):
1) Cinnamon rolls baking
2) Sergei, when he sprays on Axe, or Tag, or when he steps out of a shower, or comes back from a run
3) Just-cut grass
4) My kids after a shower, or after a long day of playing outside
5) The mixture of toast, coffee, and cigarette smoke…which explains why I love diner breakfasts.
6) Spicy men’s colognes
7) Wet dog…yes
8) Gasoline from the pump
9) The muddy ground during a rainstorm
10) Fresh-peeled oranges
11) Just-washed sheets hanging on the line on a warm summer day
12) Movie theatre popcorn
13) Christmas (spices, balsam, fruit and turkey)
I can smell things other people can't.
I can tell when Sergei's left the stopper out of the tub when I enter the house.
I can smell ozone when no one else can (and I force them to sniff the air with me)
I can smell things burning. From miles away.
I can smell when Blonde Co-Worker makes maple-tinged oatmeal from half a building away.
I know when a skunk is slightly concerned.
I know when a driver two lanes over is smoking.
I can tell when the ham will go bad.
Are you like this?