When you are down
smell a segment of mandarin,
pungent, sachet of zing.
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When you are down
smell toast buttered
and almost burnt
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or maybe a cupcake,
straight from the oven
of your childhood.
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When you are down
smell the hazy blue
scent of a eucalypt forest.
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When you are down
smell a chocolate covered mint
and reflect on a full stomach.
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When you are down
smell rosemary and mint,
but not together.
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When you are down
smell hickory chips smoking,
away from your cave.
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When you are down
smell coffee in a café,
when you’ve not had coffee for a while.
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When you are down
smell the invisible mist of jasmine,
the spirit is breathing.
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When you are down
smell rain on soil and listen –
fresh seedlings sing.
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When you are down
smell freshly baked bread
that someone else has made.
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When you are down
smell the stuffing of an antique shop,
and travel through time.
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When you are down
smell a baby’s soft neck
but remember to ask the mother.
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Love it! Especially the last line – HA!
thankyou australianchildrenspoetry (is that you Helen 😉 )
Oh…the baked bread brought wonderful memories to mind…but the last line made me laugh…a most enjoyable poem.
gotta laugh or we’d just be crying all the time Charles 😉 glad you enjoyed it
Well if I was feeling down, I wouldn’t be after reading this. Nice one!
thanks Martin 😀 this is one of those poems I am writing to myself as a reminder
Lovely word patterns to evoke the memories of wonderful smells!
thanks Aletha – lovely comment – I’ll bake you a virtual but wonderfully smelling cake for that 😀
each one of them is so vivid, \i can remember these perfumes. Love them all Gabe :)))
we have much in common Ben 😀 I figured if I wrote about what I love to smell than a lot of people would have similar experiences