Showing posts with label perfume. Show all posts
Showing posts with label perfume. Show all posts

Saturday 30 November 2013

The scent bottle of life

Dear Sheddists,

I was reflecting this week on the fact that whilst we express our lives for the most part in two primary senses, sight and sound, the remaining three are for many of us so much more evocative.


I spent just five minutes the other day bringing to mind some of the smells I associate with my early life at school …


  • fresh-cut grass on school playing-fields;
  • the anaglypta wall-paper we used to cover our school exercise-books;
  • crumbs at the bottom of the 'half-penny' biscuit barrel during break-time at kindegarten;
  • that strange plimsoll-whitening solution which stuck to everything but the plimsoll itself;
  • boiled cabbage;
  • the sweet dust smell on opening an old desk at the start of a new term; and
  • the rubber and gas of a lit bunsen-burner.
Just pause for a second to bring one of these to mind. Close your eyes and open the scent bottle of life - you might discover more than you would imagine!

And perhaps you might even leave a comment with a personal favourite of your own ….

best regards,

electrofried(mr)

Saturday 5 October 2013

My fresh adventure

If I were
the falling ball
and racked
racing
down the lane
would my adventure start here?

Locked eyes
and braced to the light
of a broken
fast
fresh start

I still remember
your citric-note
teenage
perfume
as I watch
the ball
cannon down
toward ...

A fresh adventure
racked
and waiting