Tagged: smell

a rhododendron

a rhododendron
by any other name – say,
azaleas – could and

maybe would smell just as sweet,
if it bore any scent at all
.
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ultimately, mom’s

ultimately, mom’s
cooking can never be borrowed
nor reproduced – we

spend the rest of our lives chasing
that elusive flavor, smell, touch
.
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the first dozen green

the first dozen green
apples of the year are marked
for apple sauce – just

before the guests arrive, sweet
cinnamon filling the room
.
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on days that smell like

the scent of soap and

the scent of soap and
lotion, interrupted by
that of the waters

from the canal – a curious
mixture, even for a poodle
.
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this must be the place,

this must be the place,
said one creature to the other,
the aroma of

apples and spice cooked over low
heat escaping into the yard
.
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an olive branch smells

there is something so

there is something so
unappealing
about riding
around in your
mercedes – the
sickly smell of
the leather interior,
the aimlessness of the
rides, and the sudden
shifts between
baiting, berating,
and boasting
.
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on bread alone, we

on bread alone, we
feel invincible and smell like
a bit of heaven
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: invincible

three doors