Corn (an acrostic poem)

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Crispy fluffy white popped kernels pour out of the kettle

Obscene amounts of liquid butter soon flow over the alabaster landscape slightly seasoned with salt

Releasing that signature smell in the air that screams movie time

Now for the show that is me consuming of this mountain of magnificence

Wipe (an acrostic poem)

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Washing her hands of the situation, she put away the cleaning supplies.

It was far past the point of no return, but it would still be proper to make things tidy

Perhaps she could even burn a candle to help with the smell.

Except the police would be here soon, so it was time to be off.

Perfume (an acrostic poem)

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Putting globules of memories into the air

Enabling the scent of the past to permeate the world

Rose and citrus mixed with grandma and the lake

Funny how smell is the sense that triggers all this

Urging us to remember

Molding the moment into something nostalgic

Except when it causes us to sneeze

Stable (an acrostic poem)

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She was so well grounded

That the emotional lightning around her would just fizzle out

And left those around her with a sense of calm

But the smell of drama ozone remained

Letting them know how close they had been to being zapped

Everyone wishes they had a friend like that

Smell (an acrostic poem)

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Stench of burnt sugar permeated the kitchen,

Making the smoke detector chime in with its opinion on the situation.

Everyone came running in to see what happened.

Lee just shrugged and put the butter away in the fridge.

Looks like they would have to settle for plain ice cream, and that just stinks!

Barber (an acrostic poem)

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Boy could those men tell you stories amid the smell of talc and aftershave

About times in the past that people have forgotten

Remembering with such clarity the neighborhood throughout time

Because they had been there for a combined hundred-sixty years

Everyone came there to sit in those ancient green chairs and listen raptly

Relishing their experience with those historians.  The haircuts weren’t too bad either.

Wheat (an acrostic poem)

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While being gluten free was not the lifestyle she wanted

Her choices were that or get sick as her body destroyed itself

Eventually she would get used to the changes in her diet

And find awesome alternatives to those things she loved to eat

The smell of fresh baked bread would always bring a tear to her eye

Shirts (an acrostic poem)

 

Sometimes they just contemplated their closet

Here were so many choices of things to wear

It boggled their mind how they had so much and yet nothing at the same time

Realizing that they should just get rid of most of it, but what would they keep?

That’s when they gave up and just wore what they wore yesterday

Since it didn’t smell yet

 

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Smoke (an acrostic poem)

Smelling the wood burning brought it all back

Memories of singing and dancing

Of friends that became family

Knowing that the night was never going to be long enough

Eventually the fire died, but I will always have that scent

 

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