Prompt # 9: Scent Memory

Welcome to the 9th day of writing poems together! Are you enjoying yourself?  Speaking only for myself, I have really enjoyed looking around for other prompts than just my own.  If you find a particular prompt that you like, and you would like to share it with us, please feel free to do so in the comment section.  Writers are always looking for new inspiration.

On another note, The Wichita Sexual Assault Center is hosting a poetry slam on April 17th  in honor of Sexual Assault Awareness month, at the Anna Murdoc Cafe from 7 to 9.  As soon as more information becomes available, I will post it here on the blog, with links to the appropriate sites.

So without further ado…

Prompts in honor of National Poetry Month…
feel free to share poems via email or in the comment section below.

Prompt #9: Scent Memory

I have an extremely sensitive nose.  I can walk into a room and the aroma will unexpectedly take me back in time to some memory from childhood.  Dollar bills smell like the roller rink to me.  Explore your sense of smell in a poem.

3 thoughts on “Prompt # 9: Scent Memory

  1. AprilinWichita says:

    I have started a series of poems with the line “There was that time…” I have a vague notion that I might be working toward a new collection, There was that time…a memoir in verse. But I can also see getting tired of that opening phrase.

    So here’s my effort for Scent Memory

    San Diego Bay
    There was that time I stood
    at the edge of the world,
    the dark air musky form car exhaust
    and humanity,
    here there be dragons,
    the swirls of saltwater tang drying out
    the delicate inner skin of my nose,
    the bay spread before me,
    a desperate city of boat masts
    and cherry tobacco.
    I could dive from my sorrow,
    sweep down as a gull,
    snatch good fortune from the mouths
    of despair,
    eat death
    and insects
    and intentions.
    The lighthouse behind me,
    overshadowing the shores of my heart.

    • AprilinWichita says:

      Thank you! There have been days when I’ve really struggled with the prompts, but then I sit and let them germinate over the course of the day… and suddenly I have a poem. It’s been refreshing to experience!

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