Trying to Make Scent of it

Posted on July 14, 2011 | 16 Comments

Cut grass and ozone lifting off the asphalt
Floods the mind with memories
Each distinct with different feelings
With so many at once I sit, from reeling

Too many to separate them all
Words, thoughts, feelings and images
All together rolling down towards the puddle
Laughing, crying and stunned, most befuddled

I can’t imagine all this trouble
Trying to sort through all this rubble
Each pointing their fingers, finding fault
From the scent of cut grass and ozone lifting off the asphalt

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16 responses to “Trying to Make Scent of it”

TheMsLvh | July 14, 2011 at 9:36 AM | Reply

loved the last stanza!

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- booguloo | July 14, 2011 at 5:02 PM | Reply
  
  I appreciate that. Thanks.
  
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Pat Cegan | July 14, 2011 at 12:39 PM | Reply

Good! You capture well how a flood of memories and feelings can explode with just a familar scent…or even the memory of a scent. When I think how keep animals sense of smell is, i.e., a dog’s, wolf’s horses, etc. I wonder why we under rate our sense of smell. Even as a child, I had a difficult time when bombarded by noxious scents. It is a gift we could use better, I am sure. Thanks for a good poem and one that makes me think. Can’t beat that! Hugs, pat

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- booguloo | July 14, 2011 at 5:01 PM | Reply
  
  Both did come up today. I also live next to a refinery, so I welcome any natural scents in the air. Thanks again for the visit and the comments.
  
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clariice | July 14, 2011 at 2:58 PM | Reply

I thought it was interesting that you used the word scent. Can I guess if it’s because of the similarity to ‘sense’ that was the source of inspiration?

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- booguloo | July 14, 2011 at 4:58 PM | Reply
  
  Smelled both today. The answer may appear twice, having an issue with the computer. I changed the word in the title to scent because it made sense to me… smiles…
  
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Eileen O'Neill | July 14, 2011 at 3:48 PM | Reply

Scents are a powerful link, to something we have experienced before.
A wonderful thought…

Eileen

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- booguloo | July 14, 2011 at 4:49 PM | Reply
  
  Two of my favorite scents also full of memories.
  
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Sharp Little Pencil | July 14, 2011 at 10:47 PM | Reply

My favorite scent is fresh-cut grass. That was my childhood. Adulthood brought the asphalt, and you portrayed both with flair. Loved this, Michael! Amy

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- booguloo | July 15, 2011 at 11:26 AM | Reply
  
  Thanks Amy.
  
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Broken Sparkles | July 15, 2011 at 1:28 PM | Reply

Beautiful scent of your words!

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Jingle | July 19, 2011 at 7:52 AM | Reply

your productivity is amazing,
keep it going.
amen!

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- booguloo | July 19, 2011 at 7:53 AM | Reply
  
  Thanks Jingle for all your comments and visits!
  
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- booguloo | July 19, 2011 at 8:08 AM | Reply
  
  It does sputter once in a while. Thanks again.
  
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Jamie Dedes | July 20, 2011 at 6:00 AM | Reply

Scent is a trigger for memory. Music too. A fine poem, expecially the last stanza.

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- booguloo | July 20, 2011 at 6:12 AM | Reply
  
  I think we miss some fine memories when we dismiss those flashes of recognition. I agree with the music more so.
  
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