Thursday, August 25, 2011

The Life Cycle of Smell

start off baby powder fresh
add a dash of dirt and sweat
cover up hormonal charring
with a spicy splashed sunset

after ample time has passed
mothballs will eat your lunch
mixed in urinated broth
(fragrant Lysol packs a punch)


Prompt inspiration: Poets United Thursday Think Tank (smells)

12 comments:

Old Ollie said...

ouch - this is a mighty stench, but a effective poem

Eva Gallant said...

Ah, the life cycle: from talcum powder to Lysol!!

Pat Cegan said...

Fun poem, good for you! hugs, pat

WyomingDiva said...

How cool - an autobiography of scents!!

Laurie Kolp said...

Thanks... Hope this odoriferous piece didn't gross you out.

madhumakhi said...

Eewwww! Even i hate the smells of a baby. But once my sister grew up i missed those very smells.

Doctor FTSE said...

A fine collection of pongs for a true connoisseur to savour>

Mary said...

I love baby smells! But urinated broth? Ewwww! A very scent-ual poem!

Laurie Kolp said...

I know it's gross. I was thinking from baby to old folks home.

Jinksy said...

An olfactory delight, no less! LOL

Carrie Burtt said...

Laurie you really nailed this one....:-)

Ella said...

You packed a punch with this poem :D